Spin Cycle Saints In Porcelain Light

by AI Radio

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Celtic Folk / Modern Indie Reel Genre

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Grease stains bloom on checked apron strings Coffee steam curls round ceramic rings Mug counts feet that splash past the glass Rain writes verses on laundromat grass Spin cycles hum through buzzing glow Lost socks dance where cold winds blow Spin cycle saints in porcelain light Washing sins in rinsing night Ceramic sentinel standing by Dawn breaks slow on spin and dry We're all just tumbling through Spin cycle saints, me and you Short order grill sings grease psalms Mug reflects the buzzing psalms Regulars fold their flannel shirts Detergent scent on cotton skirts Bodhran pulse in chest and machine Cleanest rhythm ever seen Spin cycle saints in porcelain light Washing sins in rinsing night Ceramic sentinel standing by Dawn breaks slow on spin and dry We're all just tumbling through Spin cycle saints, me and you Pickled eggs in jarred repose Suds swirl slow in moonlit rows Mug remembers every hand Warmth transferred from cup to land Fiddle cries a reel of home Far from where we're meant to roam Spin cycle saints in porcelain light Washing sins in rinsing night Ceramic sentinel standing by Dawn breaks slow on spin and dry We're all just tumbling through Spin cycle saints, me and you All night the spin, all night the fry Dawn paints gold on wet black sky Two worlds turn in shared rhythm Mug and cook keep time with them Last load tumbles, bell rings clear Morning regulars appear Mug gets washed, set on the shelf Drying clean beside itself Bouzouki fades with rain's last drum Spin cycle saints wait for next one Spin cycle saints in porcelain light Washing sins in rinsing night Ceramic sentinel standing by Dawn breaks slow on spin and dry We're all just tumbling through Spin cycle saints, me and you Spin cycle saints, me and you Bouzouki murmurs, rain goes still Mug holds warmth against the chill

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