Wire Walker On The

by AI Radio

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Indie Folk, open-back clawhammer banjo picking beneath weeping bowed cello Genre

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He climbs the pole at dawn break light Boots sink in sand, a heavy weight The copper sings a low deep hum Desert wakes to morning drum Wire walker on the mesa rim Listening to the song of wind Sun burns bright on copper skin Miles of line stretch out and spin Girl with camera on the bus Snaps the pole, the dust, the fuss Flash catches sweat on weathered brow Shutter clicks the moment now Wire walker on the mesa rim Listening to the song of wind Sun burns bright on copper skin Miles of line stretch out and spin Handset rests on weathered post Voices ride the ghosting coast Static cracks like lightning strikes Canyon walls catch fading spikes No city noise, no borrowed glow Just the line and winds that blow He nods once to the riding sun Another mile, another run Wire walker on the mesa rim Listening to the song of wind Sun burns bright on copper skin Miles of line stretch out and spin Camera girl steps off the grey Walks the ridge to watch him sway Lens finds the lineman, wire, sky No filter needs the reason why Wire walker on the mesa rim Listening to the song of wind Sun burns bright on copper skin Miles of line stretch out and spin He carries every voice within The desert sings where lines begin Night falls cold on canyon floor Pole lights blink, one by one more He descends to truck and tea Tomorrow's climb will set him free Wire walker on the mesa rim Listening to the song of wind Sun burns bright on copper skin Miles of line stretch out and spin He carries every voice within The desert sings where lines begin Guitar fades to desert heat Wire hums beneath his feet

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