Two Suns Down

by AI Radio

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Surf-Noir / Indie Western Genre

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Wiped the counter, locked the back door Salt wind hits like a fryer's roar Opera House cuts the bruised sky Twin suns bleed where the ferries ply Grease rag tucked in my apron tie Watch the gunslinger watch the tide die Spurs clink soft on the sandstone rail Boots dust-caked from a desert trail Hat pulled low, gaze on the water No posse coming, no judge's order Duster flaps in the southerly blow Quietest customer I'll ever know Two suns down on Sydney harbor Gunslinger rests from his heavy labor Pedal steel cries, harmonica wails Night shift cook tells the same old tales Harbor Bridge holds the fading light He'll be gone before the morning bright Coffee's black as the bullet holes In his duster, worn by dust storms' rolls He don't speak, just watches the light Fade behind the Bridge's steel height Sugar bowl sits untouched, white Like the stars waking up for the night Two suns down on Sydney harbor Gunslinger rests from his heavy labor Pedal steel cries, harmonica wails Night shift cook tells the same old tales Harbor Bridge holds the fading light He'll be gone before the morning bright Fryer's hum meets the didgeridoo Harbor lights blur, bleeding through One hand rests on the pearl-handled grip The other lifts a coffee sip Silence speaks louder than any gun Regulars would call him Mystery Meat But the harbor don't judge, just moves its feet Ferry horns blow like a dinner bell He tips his hat, does a private farewell Napkin folded neat beside the plate Leaves a tip that covers half the state Twin suns kiss the horizon's edge He stands up, wipes the dusty ledge No wanted poster, no sheriff's call Just a cook who watched a giant fall Flip the sign to closed, lock the grate Dream of eggs on a steel-plate fate Two suns down on Sydney harbor Gunslinger rests from his heavy labor Pedal steel cries, harmonica wails Night shift cook tells the same old tales Harbor Bridge holds the fading light He's gone now with the morning bright Grill cold. Shift done. Two suns down. Coffee's cold. Tale's told. Two suns down.

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