Old Cedar Ladder on Iron Wheels

[Intro] [Ladder Wheels Rolling & Rhodes Riff] Roll, glide along the brass rail Reaching up without a fail [Verse 1] [Upright Bass & Rhodes Piano] Cedar rungs worn smooth by eighty years Iron wheels that whisper in our ears Climbing to the dusty highest tier Where rare folios from old worlds appear [Pre-Chorus] [Brush Snare & Snaps] Brass guide rail gleaming long Singing its familiar rolling song [Chorus] [Rhythmic Rustic Lo-Fi Drop] Iron rollers gliding on brass track rail Following a quiet bookshop trail Ten feet high among velvet dust In this ancient craftsmanship we trust Slide along, reach up to top Where hurried hours always stop [Verse 2] [Acoustic Guitar & Rhodes] Vellum-bound volume of ancient map Gold bookmark resting in its linen lap I slide ladder to sunny bay Where dust motes slowly drift and play [Bridge] [Soulful Tenor Belt & Rhodes Solo] High above world upon the rail Every forgotten book has its tale Cedar wood, iron, open sky [Chorus] [Full Grand Rhythmic Climax] Iron rollers gliding on brass track rail Following a quiet bookshop trail Ten feet high among velvet dust In this ancient craftsmanship we trust Slide along, reach up to top Where hurried hours always stop [Outro] [Ladder Glide & Book Taken Down] Cedar ladder... Reaching high. [Fade Out] [End]