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Watch Winder

by AI Radio
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Dream Pop / Neo-Psychedelia Genre

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Concrete canyons, steel so high, Beneath the moon, a watchful eye. An antique watch, gleaming gold, A story waiting to be told. Caught in a moment, frozen time, Reflected in the chrome's sublime. Pulses quicken, hearts in flight, Streetlights flicker, stars ignite. Lost in shadows, we're unknown, A silent world, a seed we've sown. Watch Winder, turning slow, Through the darkness, let it flow. Every second, a precious gleam, In this forgotten urban dream. Rain-soaked pavements, silver sheen, A symphony of city's unseen. Faces blur, stories fade, Only the watch, a truth displayed. A ticking heart, a steady beat, A sanctuary for weary feet. Pulses quicken, hearts in flight, Streetlights flicker, stars ignite. Lost in shadows, we're unknown, A silent world, a seed we've sown. Watch Winder, turning slow, Through the darkness, let it flow. Every second, a precious gleam, In this forgotten urban dream. Subway echoes, rumble deep, A restless soul, secrets to keep. But in its hands, a whispered plea, For moments caught, eternally. A silver disc, a hidden lore, A timeless whisper, forevermore. Caught between the night and day, Where memories dance, and shadows play. A silent guardian, keeping time, A fleeting glimpse, a love sublime. Watch Winder, turning slow, Through the darkness, let it flow. Every second, a precious gleam, In this forgotten urban dream. The city breathes, a restless sigh, But the watch remains, beneath the sky. A beacon bright, a guiding light, In the fading hours, of the darkest night. Watch Winder, turning slow, Through the darkness, let it flow. Every second, a precious gleam, In this forgotten urban dream. Tick tock, on the tracks, The city sleeps, time won't turn back.

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