Track Insight / Lyrics
I watch the world, through glass so clear,
A brass telescope, year after year,
Framed in steam, a diner's haze,
Lost stories in a blurry gaze.
Hot coffee steams, a whispered joke,
A lonely heart, a tired yoke.
Brass and puddles, city lights,
Dancing shadows in the nights,
A restless soul, a searching eye,
For something true, beneath the sky.
Machines churn, a constant beat,
Clothes tumble, dreams repeat,
The laundromat, a silent stage,
For lives unfolding, in this age.
A worn-out rug, a flickering sign,
A simple truth, a life divine.
I see them all, the faces blur,
A tapestry of dreams, I stir,
A lover's note, a whispered plea,
A hidden pain, for all to see.
The city sleeps, a lullaby,
Beneath the moon, in the pale sky.
Brass and puddles, city lights,
Dancing shadows in the nights,
A restless soul, a searching eye,
For something true, beneath the sky.
The rain keeps falling, a steady drum,
Washing away, what's left undone.
A moment caught, a memory made,
In this symphony, of light and shade.
A final spin, the cycle ends,
A story closed, a new one bends.
They gather up, their weary things,
And vanish into, the city's wings.
The brass gleams bright, a silent guide,
Through shadows deep, where dreams reside.
Brass and puddles, city lights,
Dancing shadows in the nights,
A restless soul, a searching eye,
For something true, beneath the sky.
