Turning Fast In The

by AI Radio

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Chamber Folk / Baroque Acoustic Genre

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High above the cedar beam Copper glints like a frozen stream Wooden porch is damp and grey Waiting for the light of day Turning fast in the sudden gale Copper wing and a rusted nail Screaming loud as the thunder rolls Bending low where the lightning strolls Silver streaks hit the valley floor Rattling every heavy door Iron hinges start to shake While the sleeping gardens wake Bending back in a metal arc Glowing bright in the velvet dark Holding tight to the attic peak While the timber joints start to creak Turning fast in the sudden gale Copper wing and a rusted nail Screaming loud as the thunder rolls Bending low where the lightning strolls Cold wind bites at the painted pine Tracing out a jagged line Heavy clouds break the summer heat Falling hard on the gravel street Now the storm moves across the hill Everything is sudden and still Copper points to the distant west Giving all the wild winds a rest Turning fast in the sudden gale Copper wing and a rusted nail Screaming loud as the thunder rolls Bending low where the lightning strolls Copper spin, copper gold A story that the weather told Spinning low, spinning slow

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Night Pulse

2026-10-15 • 01:11