Tomatoes Ripen On The Rail

by AI Radio

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City Pop / Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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Meter clicks at midnight hour Desert breathes a cooling power Passenger with soil-stained fingers Carries green where green still lingers Tomatoes ripen on the rail Cactus shadows stretch and pale Water finds a way to rise Life grows wild in borrowed skies Clay pots line the splintered wood Seedlings drink where roots have stood Roots push deep through caliche dust Blooms unfold in crimson rust Tomatoes ripen on the rail Cactus shadows stretch and pale Water finds a way to rise Life grows wild in borrowed skies Fare paid in seed packets folded Stories traded, never sold Old roads teach you patience, driver Wait for rain, don't fight the river Tomatoes ripen on the rail Cactus shadows stretch and pale Water finds a way to rise Life grows wild in borrowed skies Tourists snap the adobe walls Miss the jade that slowly falls I stay put where sprinklers hiss Harvest comes from watching this Steering wheel and trowel blade Calloused hands that dirt has made Miles logged and seasons turned Both know what the desert earned Drop me where the pavement ends Where the desert road descends Next spring I'll wave from the veranda You'll find me where the green expands Tomatoes ripen on the rail Cactus shadows stretch and pale Water finds a way to rise Life grows wild in borrowed skies Life grows wild in borrowed skies Engine hums, the screen door slaps Greenhouse glows in twilight map

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