Track Insight / Lyrics
Summer heat on cracked concrete,
A silver tongue, a dripping treat.
City breathes a humid sigh,
Watch the water rush on by.
You walk these streets, a restless soul,
Another story taking hold.
Sun bleeds down on faded signs,
This broken city intertwines.
Asphalt hiss, a summer prayer,
Washing worries in the air.
Cool relief on burning ground,
Lost and found, a spinning sound.
Remember days of childhood grace,
Sprinklers dancing in this place?
Now the water's wild and free,
A silver river meant for me.
Asphalt hiss, a summer prayer,
Washing worries in the air.
Cool relief on burning ground,
Lost and found, a spinning sound.
Old man watches from his door,
Seen this happen times before.
Says the city always bleeds,
Plants a seed of hopeful deeds.
Asphalt hiss, a summer prayer,
Washing worries in the air.
Cool relief on burning ground,
Lost and found, a spinning sound.
Pressure builds, the pipes complain,
A temporary, sweet refrain.
It won't last long, the moment's brief,
A stolen comfort, sweet relief.
Streetlights flicker, soft and low,
Reflecting stories as they flow.
Every puddle holds a dream,
A fleeting, iridescent gleam.
Asphalt hiss, a summer prayer,
Washing worries in the air.
Cool relief on burning ground,
Lost and found, a spinning sound.
Water fades, the pressure gone,
Just the heat lingers on.
Asphalt sighs, the city sleeps,
Secrets that the pavement keeps.
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