Tin Can Counting

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / Atmospheric Electronic Downtempo Genre

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Magnet boots clank on cold deck plates Rusty spout tracks each heavy gait Oxygen gauge ticks steady rhythm Vacuum seals hold the midnight prism Coolant drips from a cracked manifold Watering can stands sentinel old Dented metal counts every soul Passing silent past hangar console Tin can counting footsteps slow Where the deep orbit currents blow No fare meter no streetlight glow Just rivets holding what we know Star charts fold in a greased flight bag Captain sleeps in a crash-web lag I've hauled drunks through meteor rain This quiet bay feels just the same Tin can counting footsteps slow Where the deep orbit currents blow No fare meter no streetlight glow Just rivets holding what we know Weather moves different in zero-g But joints still ache predictably Pressure drops knee tells the truth Same old bones same aging proof Morning shift brings a fuel hose hiss New pilot checks the pressure gauge Logbook entry ink dries fast Another cycle another cast Rusty can still counts the beat Boots on metal measured feet Taxi wisdom holds its ground Even where no roads are found Tin can counting footsteps slow Where the deep orbit currents blow No fare meter no streetlight glow Just rivets holding what we know Tin can counting footsteps slow Where the deep orbit currents blow No fare meter no streetlight glow Just rivets holding what we know Steel remembers every toe Engine idles shift complete Tin can rests on magnetic feet

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