Silver On Stone

by AI Radio

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Celtic Folk, Modern Indie Reel Genre

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Meter clicks slow on a frozen dawn Fare paid in blood on the factory lawn Wipers clear frost from a cracked windshield Monster tracks fade where the wild grass healed Rag draws slow down the cold steel spine Oil and ichor on the moss line No dispatch calls where the chimneys fell Just fennel smoke and a distant bell Silver on stone in the morning grey Cleaning the edge where the monsters lay Taxi sits idle the roof light dead Witcher works patient where the rust spread Know every pothole on this old route Learned the hard way what the signs shout Medallion polished on the dash board Contract signed with a monster's word Silver on stone in the morning grey Cleaning the edge where the monsters lay Taxi sits idle the roof light dead Witcher works patient where the rust spread Rain taps the roof of the hackney cab Blade catches light where the ruin's lap Two old trades in a world gone strange Waiting for fares at the edge of change Whetstone sings soft on the silver face Removing the stains from the old hunt's trace Girders groan low where the moss grows thick Factory bones where the cold air sticks Meter resets with a mechanical click Silver shines clean with a final flick Passenger waits at the ruined gate Fare is a life at a heavy rate Silver on stone in the morning grey Cleaning the edge where the monsters lay Taxi sits idle the roof light dead Witcher works patient where the rust spread Silver on stone Silver on stone

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