Torch flame kisses rusted steel frame
Blue denim shoulders catch the morning flame
Tomato vines climb through fractured panes
Condensation beads like mercury rains
He welds the cracks where sunlight streams
Greenhouse breathes in copper dreams
Each joint a scar the glass learns to mend
Blue denim arms that never bend
Camera clicks from cracked concrete floor
Bus ticket stub pinned on the door
Shutter catches sparks in slow motion
Metal weeping green devotion
Rhodes chords hum from a cracked speaker
Basil leaves curl round the tweeter
Sub-bass shakes the potting soil deep
Promises the broken glass won't keep
He welds the cracks where sunlight streams
Greenhouse breathes in copper dreams
Each joint a scar the glass learns to mend
Blue denim arms that never bend
Snare cracks like a seed pod splitting
Falsetto rises where the torch is quitting
No city grid, no downtown shine
Just fire and leaf and fractured line
Last bead cools on the final seam
Steam rises in a silver stream
Camera hangs from a calloused thumb
Greenhouse holds what light has come
He welds the cracks where sunlight streams
Greenhouse breathes in copper dreams
Each joint a scar the glass learns to mend
Blue denim arms that never bend
Blue glass holds the morning
Denim folds, no warning
