Осень [Mixtape]

[Intro]
First chair, bluebird—waxed and ready to go,
Breath makes clouds as we step on the snow.

[Verse 1]
Corduroy canvas, I’m a pen on the hill,
Edges hum steel like a tuned-up drill.
Powder’s soft velvet, lifts me like a kite,
Switch to the fall line, draw silver in white.

[Pre-Chorus]
Weight goes feather, gravity I twist,
Float over pillows in a cold white mist.

[Chorus]
I fly without wings where the ridgelines glow,
First tracks whisper, “Lay your lines and flow.”
White room halo, every turn a spark,
Stomp it clean, ride away from the mark.
Speed is a promise—heed what you see,
Look uphill, mind the trees, keep space, ride free.

[Verse 2]
Wind bites brisk, but the rhythm is warm,
Butters on flats like a calm before storm.
Ice hides under pow—one blind, sharp kiss,
Helmet strapped tight; respect every risk.

[Bridge]
Risk is a shadow that rides at your side,
Give it its distance and you still can glide.
Read every rollover, every creek bed seam,
Choose the safe line, keep living the dream.

[Instrumental break]

[Chorus]
I fly without wings where the ridgelines glow,
First tracks whisper, “Lay your lines and flow.”
White room halo, every turn a spark,
Stomp it clean, ride away from the mark.

[Outro]
Last lift fading, mountains blush gold,
We carve it in memory, brave and bold.

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