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My neck is full of titanium. My pockets are empty. And the only thing keeping me standing is the ghost of my dog.

They call it "phantom limb syndrome"—when you can still feel a part of you that’s been cut away. I’m living with a cervical spinal fusion, waiting on a nerve ablation back in New York. I'm standing in Caesars, surrounded by noise and lights, but feeling completely alone except for the chosen family keeping me upright.
I went to the gift shop and saw these neon, melting statues of every other dog breed—but they didn't have a Schnauzer. They didn't have Oliver. So I used AI to manifest him. I forced the machine to create the ghost that I needed to see.
"Phantom Paws" was written on November 29, 2025. It is a Dark Swamp Blues track about the realization that when the world leaves a space empty, you have to fill it yourself.
This is for anyone holding themselves together with grit, memories, and metal.

Credits: Written & Performed by: Russell Nomer Copyright © Russell Nomer, November 29, 2025. All Rights Reserved. ASCAP Work ID# 933367724 ISRC# QT5AM2567724

#BluesRock #SwampBlues #DarkBlues #NewMusic #Grit #DogLover #Schnauzer #ChronicPain #SpinalFusion #Storytelling

Phantom Paws
By Russell Nomer
Copyright Russell Nomer, November 29, 2025, All Rights Reserved
ASCAP Work ID#933367724  ISRC#QT5AM2567724




Yeah...
I can still hear 'em.

I’m walking through Caesar’s on a spine made of rust
Pockets full of nothing, lungs full of dust
Titanium in the neck, fire in the nerve.
Life threw a pitch, and I couldn't hit the curve.
Waiting on the ablation, waiting for the shot
Feeling like a penny that the world forgot.

I’m broke at the table. I’m broken in the bone.
I’m surrounded by the lights But I’m standing here alone.

Then I saw you on the shelf, Oliver, my friend!
Melting like a candle burning at both ends!
The doctor says it's nerve damage, breaking all the laws
But I swear to God I feel the weight of Phantom Paws!
Yeah, walking down the hallway...
Just those Phantom Paws.

November 1st took the wind from my chest
I haven't found the money and I haven't found the rest.
The statue is dripping in a technicolor rain
It’s the only thing that’s brighter than the throbbing in my pain.
They say that you are gone, that the house is quiet now
But I hear the clicking on the floor, I hear the phantom "chow."

(Click, click, click, click) Can you hear him?
(Click, click, click, click) Walking on my spine.
(Click, click, click, click) One last time.
Color dripping down your face... I’m holding onto empty space!

You’re dripping in the spectrum, Oliver, you shine!
Technicolor memory, forever you are mine!
Not just grey and silver, not just shadow and bone
You are every single color that I have ever known!
I’m broken and I’m busted, fighting for a cause
Just to walk another mile with your Phantom Paws!

Watch my back, boy. I feel you there. Right on the nerve. Phantom Paws.


Phantom Paws

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