Track Insight / Lyrics
Peeling paint on the old wood beam,
Life is just a fragmented dream.
I walk slow on the rusted track,
No one ever is coming back.
Green ivy climbs the brick and stone,
Hedera helix grows alone.
I sniff the damp and heavy soil,
Where the ancient iron coils coil.
Searching for a place to belong,
Singing such a lonely cat song.
Calico fur in a gray place,
Looking for a familiar face.
Old tickets blow across the floor,
Someone left an open iron door.
I see a patch of golden light,
Keeping back the coming of night.
Searching for a place to belong,
Singing such a lonely cat song.
Calico fur in a gray place,
Looking for a familiar face.
Taraxacum breaks the concrete skin,
That is where the stubborn hopes begin.
Rooted deep in the oil and the grit,
I will find a way to make it fit.
Copper pipes hold a cold damp chill,
Everything is standing very still.
I find a box with a velvet lining,
Where the silver metal is shining.
My paws are sore from the jagged glass,
Watching all the ghost trains slowly pass.
I curl my tail in a tight small ring,
Waiting for the morning bells to ring.
Searching for a place to belong,
Singing such a lonely cat song.
Calico fur in a gray place,
Looking for a familiar face.
In the soil I find my way.
Here I will stay.
Here I stay.
