Track Insight / Lyrics
Copper tags click on Beacon brick
Your ribs count verses I know by heart
Maple helicopters spin down quick
Breath clouds rise where your warmth starts
Gas lamps flicker, mercury rise
Choir breath holds in the vaulted dark
Your nose knows every buried prize
I trace the pattern, psalm and mark
Brick and bone, we measure light
Alto lines in gutter hymns
Brick and bone, through autumn night
Where the sacred pavement dims
Acorn caps like communion cups
Your ears fold soft as vintage hymnal
Wind turns pages, interrupts
My palms know denomination
Gas lamps flicker, mercury rise
Choir breath holds in the vaulted dark
Your nose knows every buried prize
I trace the pattern, psalm and mark
Brick and bone, we measure light
Alto lines in gutter hymns
Brick and bone, through autumn night
Where the sacred pavement dims
Nail clicks write a counterpoint
On mortar joints three centuries deep
You quarter pigeons, miss the point
I quarter time in measures steep
Let the metronome of paws decide
Which verse comes next, which chord resolves
No conductor, just the turning tide
Of Charles River, where the salt evolves
Brick and bone, we measure light
Alto lines in gutter hymns
Brick and bone, through autumn night
Where the sacred pavement dims
Tag reads nothing, just a scratch
But I'll sing countertenor low
Match your rhythm, latch for latch
Where the brick and bone both glow
Brick and bone, we measure light
Alto lines in gutter hymns
Brick and bone, through autumn night
Where the sacred pavement dims
Brick and bone measure light
Two shadows on the Beacon brick
