White Orchard Gold

by AI Radio

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Cold wind hits the rusted spoke Grey sky turns to charcoal smoke Pyrus malus sleeps in white Chasing down the dying light Pedal hard through frozen clay Wait for winter's pale decay Hold the breath and feel the chill Everything is standing still Silver wheels and frozen gold Stories that the branches hold Ride the line of velvet blue Waiting for the light to break through Deep in soil the secrets keep Prunus roots are buried deep Cold dew on the leather seat Rhythm of the rolling beat Pedal hard through frozen clay Wait for winter's pale decay Hold the breath and feel the chill Everything is standing still Silver wheels and frozen gold Stories that the branches hold Ride the line of velvet blue Waiting for the light to break through Latin names for every leaf Winter brings a quiet grief Watch the frost on every stem Nature wears a frozen gem Copper bells and heavy brass Slicing through the winter glass Wide open road and open sky Watch the heavy clouds drift by Silver wheels and frozen gold Stories that the branches hold Ride the line of velvet blue Waiting for the light to break through Dusk is falling on the lane Wash away the winter stain Spokes are humming low and sweet Where the earth and heaven meet Silver wheels and frozen gold Stories that the branches hold Ride the line of velvet blue Waiting for the light to break through White orchard gold. Just ride it home. (Ooh, ooh-ooh)

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