Track Insight / Lyrics
The pavement stretches far and wide
Dead-end cobblestones I prowl inside
Shadows dance upon the stained glass walls
Regrets and dreams in ancient tales
Books they keep the memories shy
Shelves stacked high, knowledge in the sky
I search for tales to keep me warm
Beneath the hum of city forms
Bookstore blues, the devil's charm
Trapped between pages, life's alarm
Fiction's lie, my heart's deceit
Lovely escape from this city's beat
Shelves of gold, leather-bound and old
Yellowed paper, secrets yet untold
Stories weave and ghosts come alive
In the quiet hours when I thrive
Books they keep the memories shy
Shelves stacked high, knowledge in the sky
I search for tales to keep me warm
Beneath the hum of city forms
Bookstore blues, the devil's charm
Trapped between pages, life's alarm
Fiction's lie, my heart's deceit
Lovely escape from this city's beat
Whispers of a world outside these walls
Call me back to life's vibrant squalls
Yet, in these aisles, stories abound
Where troublesome thoughts and dreams resound
Bookstore blues, the devil's hold
Facing reality, I grow cold
Fiction's solace, just an escape
From the vacancy of this city space
Shadows fade, the store's asleep
Parched pages crackle with a lonely creep
In alley shadows, I wait once more
For tales to bind me to this bookstore floor.
