The Ink And Iron

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Heavy clouds break on the street Rain is drumming on the beat Steel keys frozen in a row Waiting for the wind to blow Sitting by the laundry glass Watching all the strangers pass White sheets spinning in a wheel Cold as any piece of steel Ink and iron, black and white Waiting through the rainy night Pressed against a window pane Writing out the summer rain Old ink ribbons thin and dry Underneath a charcoal sky Heavy water hits the road Carrying a lonely load Ink and iron, black and white Waiting through the rainy night Pressed against a window pane Writing out the summer rain A hand reaches down to the floor Someone opens up the door Warm air hits the frozen keys Swaying like the willow trees Rubbing rust from every gear Something honest, something clear Paper waiting for the ink Standing on a steady brink Taxi idling in the lane Wiping off the window stain Fare is paid and ride is gone Waiting for the early dawn Ink and iron, black and white Waiting through the rainy night Pressed against a window pane Writing out the summer rain Just a machine in the rain. Ink and iron, black and white.

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