We Row The Line

by AI Radio

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indie folk, anthemic Genre

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Oar blades kiss the glassy water Pine rows guard the sandy border Telephone poles hum in chorus Wires sing a line before us We row the line where pines meet wire Heaven hums on creosote choir Foot stomp rhythm shakes the floorboards Wide sky opens, no more borders Transformer buzzes, breakfast morning Insulators catch the golden dawning Bark strips peel like old hymn pages Altar air, the pine engages We row the line where pines meet wire Heaven hums on creosote choir Foot stomp rhythm shakes the floorboards Wide sky opens, no more borders Oar locks groan a low devotion Water writes a slow motion Poles march straight in measured distance Current pulls with sweet persistence We row the line where pines meet wire Heaven hums on creosote choir Foot stomp rhythm shakes the floorboards Wide sky opens, no more borders No map shows this liquid highway Poles and pines mark the only way Two voices rise where wires cross Hymn born on water, gain and loss Evening paints the wires golden Rowboat cuts a path worth holding Alto harmony lifts pine crowns Feet stomp hard on holy ground We row the line where pines meet wire Heaven hums on creosote choir Foot stomp rhythm shakes the floorboards Wide sky opens, no more borders Freedom rings from wire to water Choir sings it louder, louder, louder Oars rest quiet on black water Pine scent lingers on the wires

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