Sinking Stacks

by AI Radio

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City Pop / Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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Meter's off and the night is slow Down the ramp where the archives go Smell of paper, smell of pine Boat sits still in the fluorescent line Wooden boat comes apart in the dark Pages swell and they leave their mark Sinking stacks in the archive deep Driver knows secrets that the waters keep Planks are parting at the seam Glue gives up on a paper dream Twine unwinds from the keel to bow Water whispers, let it go now Wooden boat comes apart in the dark Pages swell and they leave their mark Sinking stacks in the archive deep Driver knows secrets that the waters keep Fare was knowledge, paid in dust Wood rots slow but paper trusts Grandpa said, dry land don't last Watch the water rising fast Wooden boat comes apart in the dark Pages swell and they leave their mark Sinking stacks in the archive deep Driver knows secrets that the waters keep Prophet pads swell, the bass walks deep While the boat surrenders to its sleep No fare collected, no meter run Just water rising, getting done Brass stabs cut the humid air Twelve-string chimes beyond repair Boat becomes a book I read Stories floating, unbound, freed Wooden boat comes apart in the dark Pages swell and they leave their mark Sinking stacks in the archive deep Driver knows secrets that the waters keep Sinking stacks, yeah, the waters keep Sinking stacks, in the archive deep Meter off, engine cool Basement boat, no driving rule

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