Track Insight / Lyrics
Footsteps fall, a rhythmic beat,
Counting each one, down Brick Street,
Red brick, weathered, holding tales,
Of city life, and history's trails.
Brick and beam, a fragile hold,
A city's soul, a story told,
High above, a dancer's grace,
A silhouette, against the space.
Wind whispers through the ancient stones,
A symphony of rustle, moans,
Asphalt gleams, a mirrored sheen,
Reflecting dreams, unseen, between.
Brick and beam, a fragile hold,
A city's soul, a story told,
High above, a dancer's grace,
A silhouette, against the space.
Each step I take, a moment caught,
In time's embrace, a fleeting thought,
The city sighs, a gentle breeze,
Through autumn leaves, upon the trees.
A thousand stories etched in red,
Of triumphs won, and hopes unsaid,
A tapestry of light and shade,
Brick and beam, a city made.
As evening falls, the city glows,
A golden hue, the darkness shows,
High above, the dancer glides,
With silent grace, where light abides.
Brick and beam, a fragile hold,
A city's soul, a story told,
High above, a dancer's grace,
A silhouette, against the space.
Whispering wind, a final sigh,
Brick and beam, beneath the sky.
