Track Insight / Lyrics
Redwood shadows climb and creep,
Over Oakland while the city sleeps.
Static whispers on the breeze,
Lost in branches of the trees.
Chrome reflects the fading light,
On a Greyhound pulling through the night.
Dust motes dancing in the beam,
Another lost and broken dream.
I'm a window, cracked and cold, Watching stories unfold.
Every face a fleeting show,
Where they're going, I don't know.
Bay Static, a silver haze,
Lost in yesterday's maze.
Holding echoes, soft and low,
Of the lives that come and go.
Polaroids taped to dusty glass,
Moments captured, fading fast.
A chipped Formica, worn and gray,
Where someone laughed just yesterday.
I'm a window, cracked and cold,
Watching stories unfold.
Every face a fleeting show,
Where they're going, I don't know.
Bay Static, a silver haze,
Lost in yesterday's maze.
Holding echoes, soft and low,
Of the lives that come and go.
A chipped mug, a silent plea,
For a warmth that used to be.
Forgotten letters, tied with string,
The ghosts of songs that lovers sing.
Beneath the hills, a restless tide,
Washing secrets deep inside.
The city breathes, a concrete sigh,
As another moment drifts on by.
I hold the light, and watch it fade,
A silent witness unafraid.
Bay Static, a silver haze,
Lost in yesterday's maze.
Holding echoes, soft and low,
Of the lives that come and go.
A faded map, a distant shore,
Promises whispered, wanting more.
Empty seats and vacant eyes,
Searching for a paradise.
Bay Static, a silver haze,
Lost in yesterday's maze.
Holding echoes, soft and low,
Of the lives that come and go.
Redwood whispers, soft and deep,
As Oakland settles into sleep.
Bay Static, fading slow,
Letting all the memories flow.
Static…flow… Static…go…
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