The Paper Sea

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / 90s Atmospheric Downtempo Genre

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Down where the heavy ink stays dry Under a concrete winter sky He holds a flashlight in his hand Walking a white and paper land Cutting through the velvet grey Holding all the ghosts away Small gold beam on a narrow street Where the ink and the metal meet Shelves like a cliff of salted stone Watching the archive all alone He tracks the lines of a faded map Caught in a quiet velvet trap Cold air is biting at his skin Where the old leather books begin He turns a page with a steady grip Watching the yellow ink-drop drip Cutting through the velvet grey Holding all the ghosts away Small gold beam on a narrow street Where the ink and the metal meet A steady hand in a hollow room Lighting the corners of the gloom No crashing wave or salt in the air Only the scent of a paper prayer He knows the way to the iron door Counting the tiles on the basement floor One last flicker of a dying light Keeping the lonely archive bright Cutting through the velvet grey Holding all the ghosts away Small gold beam on a narrow street Where the ink and the metal meet Click of the switch The velvet grey Just a gold beam Fade away

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