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  • Bronze Skater Session

    Bronze Skater Session

    Ghost in the pink

    (Sound of a match striking) (Vinyl crackle

    and a warm, wobbly electric piano chord) (Low-tempo,

    laid-back drum break kicks in)

    Closed the shadow workbook,

    put the pen away

    Watching the incense waterfall down the clay Smoke pooling up like a

    ghost on the shelf Taking a minute just to ground myself

    Laced up the Jordans,

    white and the mint Catching the late summer afternoon tint Kick the

    front door, let the heavy stuff fade Time to see the city

    in the light that we made.

    (Bassline gets thicker,

    rhythmic head-nod energy) Don't need a crossword to figure it out We’re

    leaving the static, we’re dropping the doubt Got the 411 playing low

    in the ear The signal is steady,

    the frequency's clear.

    (Full groove drops in,

    smooth Slacker R&B bliss) Coasting down the pavement,

    feeling the glide Nothing but the concrete and the Montreal pride From

    the forty-one down to the sixty-seven We’re building a ground-level slice of

    heaven Yeah, everything is tiguidou,

    smooth and slow Got the mint green static and nowhere to go

    Just rolling along, let the heartbeat drop We’re dancing through life and

    we’re never gonna stop. (ooh)

    (Stripped back to just drums,

    bass, and vocals) Une tite frette waiting at the end of the

    line But right now the rhythm is completely divine We don't need

    a matrix, we don't need a code Just the sound of the

    wheels on the Jean-Talon road.

    (Sound effect: Skateboard wheels clacking over a sidewalk crack)

    (Full groove returns, maximum chill) Coasting down the pavement,

    feeling the glide Nothing but the concrete and the Montreal pride From

    the forty-one down to the sixty-seven We’re building a ground-level slice of

    heaven Yeah, everything is tiguidou,

    smooth and slow Got the mint green static and nowhere to go

    Just rolling along, let the heartbeat drop We’re dancing through life and

    we’re never gonna stop. (ooh)

    (Music slowly fades into ambient city sounds)

    Word of words, word.

    Just me, the board,

    and the street.

    Meow meow, meow meow meow.

    Tiguidou.

    (Sound of a skateboard being kicked up and caught) (End)

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