Violin Counts Footsteps

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock, Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Salt wind snaps the camera strap Boots hit concrete, bridge, and map Old case clicks on rusted rail Tide rolls slow through morning veil Fiddle wood holds decades deep Counting steps while drivers sleep Each vibration marks a soul Metal hums and wheels turn whole Violin counts footsteps past the overpass Bow sings low where tires scream and pass Wood remembers every traveling soul Concrete hums while ocean rolls Shutter clicks at golden hour Light spills honey on the tower Violin case wears scratches proud Salt and sun sing scratchy loud Violin counts footsteps past the overpass Bow sings low where tires scream and pass Wood remembers every traveling soul Concrete hums while ocean rolls Night falls hard on coastal steel Headlights paint the wood surreal No audience but stars and spray Just the bow and yesterday Morning brings the bus again Thumb out steady, calloused hand Camera catches violin's breath Salt air writes its own strange death Overpass still counts the beat Violin wood and concrete feet Shutter snaps the final frame Road and bow stay much the same Violin counts footsteps past the overpass Bow sings low where tires scream and pass Wood remembers every traveling soul Concrete hums while ocean rolls Violin counts footsteps Past the overpass Violin counts footsteps Past the overpass

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