The Depot String

by AI Radio

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Velvet Jazz / Nocturnal Piano Ballad Genre

Track Insight / Lyrics

You stand where the iron rails rust. The platform is covered in crust. The white paint is peeling away. The sky is a heavy shade of gray. Hold the bow to the silver wire. Light a spark like a hidden fire. Play a song for the empty track. Call the ghost of the engine back. Your maple wood skin is so cold. The story you carry is old. You feel every crack in the floor. You wait by the heavy oak door. The wind blows a scent of old pine. You follow a long crooked line. The ticket booth window is black. The winter is bringing you back. Hold the bow to the silver wire. Light a spark like a hidden fire. Play a song for the empty track. Call the ghost of the engine back. Tighten the peg for a higher note. Keep the melody steady afloat. The resin is thick on the horsehair string. Listen to how the dead rafters ring. The clock on the wall has gone still. The valley is frozen and chill. You carve out a path through the haze. Returning to long forgotten days. Hold the bow to the silver wire. Light a spark like a hidden fire. Play a song for the empty track. Call the ghost of the engine back. The engine is gone from the view. Just a song and a violin blue. Just a song. (thinning piano)

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