Track 6 of the album Gridlock Gospel · 2019
Frost on the Fire Hydrant
by Kane Rivers
“First frost, silver on red. The same block I learned to run and the same one I fled.”
boom-bap · boom-bap · wistful rap · 2:54
Lyrics
First frost on the hydrant, silver on the red Same block I learned to run, same block I fled Kids used to splash here when the summer came Now it's quiet, breath clouds, and nobody's name Old man on the stoop with his coffee and his cap Nods at me slow like he's closing a gap I came up on this corner, I know every crack Even in the cold, it's still taking me back Frost on the metal, but the memory's warm Calm before the city starts its morning storm Frost on the fire hydrant, silver on the street Cold in the air but the block still beats Frost on the fire hydrant, I remember the heat Summer in my bones and winter at my feet Same corner, same song Turns out I belong Frost on the fire hydrant, frost on the fire hydrant Bodega light's on and the bell on the door Rings like it did when I was nine or four Cashier says morning, calls me by my name Cold coffee, warm greeting, ain't nothing changed Mural on the wall's got a crack from the freeze Still got my face in the back, if you please Walk with a purpose but I'm taking my time Every little footstep is a sixteen-bar rhyme Frost on the metal, but the memory's warm Calm before the city starts its morning storm Frost on the fire hydrant, silver on the street Cold in the air but the block still beats Frost on the fire hydrant, I remember the heat Summer in my bones and winter at my feet Same corner, same song Turns out I belong Frost on the fire hydrant, frost on the fire hydrant Seasons turn but the roots hold tight Dark to dawn, then dawn to light Whatever I become, wherever I roam This cold little corner is still my home Frost on the fire hydrant, silver on the street Cold in the air but the block still beats Frost on the fire hydrant, I remember the heat Summer in my bones and winter at my feet Same corner, same song Turns out I belong Frost on the fire hydrant, frost on the fire hydrant Cold hands, warm heart Every ending's a start