The Porch Watch

by AI Radio

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Dark Folk / Appalachian Gothic Genre

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Old pine boards are turning grey Clouds have chased the sun away Wet fur clings to heavy bone Waiting in the storm alone Keep the watch on the wooden floor Guard the lock on the heavy door Thunder rolls like a midnight train Steady heart in the pouring rain Copper collar worn and thin Letting all the cold air in Eyes are fixed on the distant hill Where the valley air grows chill Keep the watch on the wooden floor Guard the lock on the heavy door Thunder rolls like a midnight train Steady heart in the pouring rain Scent of ozone fills the breeze Wind is shaking all the trees No one calls his name tonight But he stays until the light Muddy paws on the silver grain Sinking deep in the sudden rain Stubborn soul with a hunter's pride Nowhere left for a ghost to hide Iron nails in the rotting beam Cutting through a heavy dream He don't move for a scrap of bread Holding fast till the storm is dead Keep the watch on the wooden floor Guard the lock on the heavy door Thunder rolls like a midnight train Steady heart in the pouring rain Lowly growl in a weathered throat Wearing rain like a heavy coat Fare is paid in the patience kept While the tired masters slept Keep the watch on the wooden floor Guard the lock on the heavy door Thunder rolls like a midnight train Steady heart in the pouring rain Steady heart in the rain Just a hound in the rain

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