The Cedar Shell

by AI Radio

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Art Rock / Jazz-Noir Genre

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Cedar planks and a peeling gray Hiding where the tall weeds sway Resting by the workshop door Not a sailor's home anymore Copper nails turning deep green The strangest sight I have seen Water marks on a dry floor Waiting for an open door Oh the cedar shell in the grass Watching all the seasons pass Tied to earth by a heavy chain Waiting for the summer rain Oil stains on the concrete slab Worn out paint and a rusty tab You can smell the old engine grease In this little corner of peace Copper nails turning deep green The strangest sight I have seen Water marks on a dry floor Waiting for an open door Oh the cedar shell in the grass Watching all the seasons pass Tied to earth by a heavy chain Waiting for the summer rain I remember the lake in May How the blue water looked that day Now the oars are a broken pair Hanging in the humid air Oh the cedar shell in the grass Watching all the seasons pass Tied to earth by a heavy chain Waiting for the summer rain Pull the tarp from the wooden beam Wake the ghost of a rowing dream Sanding down every rough edge Tucked away by the garden hedge Oh the cedar shell in the grass Watching all the seasons pass Tied to earth by a heavy chain Waiting for the summer rain Carry it to the river bend Where the willow branches bend Let the current take the weight Open up the rusted gate Oh the cedar shell in the grass Watching all the seasons pass Tied to earth by a heavy chain Waiting for the summer rain Just a boat in the backyard dew Painted gold and painted blue Floating home, floating home

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