Track Insight / Lyrics
Low whispers, tempered clay
Casting shapes in moonlit grey
Brass key on the counter sits
Guarding secrets, patina hits
In the still of morning calm
Steam rises, kettle's warm
No hands to turn the key
Unlock the kitchen's mystery
Golden light on silver rims
Morning's promise, daylight's swim
The key's impatience grows
Waiting for the hands it knows
Brass key, brass heart, awaiting a turn
In the quiet, stories yearn
To be told, for eyes to see
The world beyond what's plainly me
Drying dishes, coffee flows
No sounds of footsteps though the doors creak
The key aches to open, to explore
What lies hidden, what secrets more
Golden light on silver rims
Morning's promise, daylight's swim
The key's impatience grows
Waiting for the hands it knows
Brass key, brass heart, awaiting a turn
In the quiet, stories yearn
To be told, for eyes to see
The world beyond what's plainly me
Perhaps tonight, a midnight stroll
Impatient hands, a curious soul
The key will twirl, the door will glide
Revealing worlds, the key has spied
Brass key, brass heart, the moment's here
To unlock the stories, brush away the fear
Of the unknown, the yet unseen
The world held back, the door is key
Low whispers, tempered clay
Casting new shapes in a new day
The key sits waiting, ready still
For the next turn, the next will.
