Spinning In Circles, Silver

by AI Radio

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Chamber Pop / Electro-Acoustic Genre

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Locked in a case of polished chrome Far from the place I once called home Tucked in a pocket, warm and tight Waiting for a glimmer of the light Buses roll past in streaks of grey I watch the city drift away Snapshots of stations, blurred and fast Searching for a magic built to last Spinning in circles, silver and bright Guiding the way through the winter white Under the arch of the ancient stone Deep in the mountain, I am not alone Silver needle, pointing me north Calling the hidden kingdom forth Cold marble floors and heavy doors Sinking down into secret floors Burying gold beneath the frost Counting the things the travelers lost Spinning in circles, silver and bright Guiding the way through the winter white Under the arch of the ancient stone Deep in the mountain, I am not alone Silver needle, pointing me north Calling the hidden kingdom forth Ice on the ceiling, glass on the wall I feel the heavy mountain call Swaying in rhythm, steady and true Painting the frozen valley blue Small metal gears begin to hum Beating like a steady little drum Sensing the center, feeling the pull Until the silver vessel is full Quiet as powder, soft as a glove Cradled in a pocket's velvet love Safe in the temple, hidden from sight Sleepless inside the crystalline light Spinning in circles, silver and bright Guiding the way through the winter white Under the arch of the ancient stone Deep in the mountain, I am not alone Silver needle, pointing me north Calling the hidden kingdom forth Click-clack, tick-tock. Silver needle, frozen rock. Pointing north. Pointing north.

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