Track Insight / Lyrics
Spanish moss hangs low Whispering secrets untold
Oak leaves rustle slow
Memories in the wind unfold
Crimson bloom against the gray
Azaleas whisper of yesterday
A century of stories held
In petals soft and stories swelled
Azalea ghosts on mossy streets
Dancing shadows in the moonlight's heat
Echoes of laughter, voices low
Silent stories, watch them grow
Iron fences, weathered stone
Gardens where the wild winds roam
A symphony of emerald green
Where time stands still, a peaceful scene
Azalea ghosts on mossy streets
Dancing shadows in the moonlight's heat
Echoes of laughter, voices low
Silent stories, watch them grow
Cobblestone pathways, worn and wide
Where children played, side by side
Sunbeams stream through ancient trees
Painting patterns on the breeze
Azalea ghosts on mossy streets
Dancing shadows in the moonlight's heat
Echoes of laughter, voices low
Silent stories, watch them grow
Twilight falls, a gentle sigh
Fireflies ignite the Southern sky
Stars emerge, a silver gleam
Lost in a dream, a tranquil scene
Beneath the oaks, where spirits roam
Ancient whispers, find their home
In every bloom, a memory lies
Beneath the moonlit, weeping skies
Petals fall, a whispered prayer
To ancient souls beyond compare
They dance amongst the living here
Silent stories, ever near
Azalea ghosts on mossy streets
Dancing shadows in the moonlight's heat
Echoes of laughter, voices low
Silent stories, watch them grow
