Steel In The Mud

by AI Radio

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Chamber Pop / Electro-Acoustic Genre

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Low clouds hang heavy and grey Hiding the light of the day Iron boots sink in the silt Where the old battlements tilt The thunder rolls from far away Turning the golden fields grey One lonely helmet stays still Cold on the brow of the hill Distant guns shake the wet floor Opening wide the dark door Rusted wire cuts through the vine Holding a broken front line The thunder rolls from far away Turning the golden fields grey One lonely helmet stays still Cold on the brow of the hill Water fills every deep track Leaving a salt-heavy black Heavy air tastes like old lead Counting the ghosts of the dead The thunder rolls from far away Turning the golden fields grey One lonely helmet stays still Cold on the brow of the hill Rain washes oil from the chrome Far from a warm summer home Peace is a heavy stone weight Sinking beneath the hard fate The thunder rolls from far away Turning the golden fields grey One lonely helmet stays still Cold on the brow of the hill Steel in the mud. Just steel in the mud. Stay still.

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