Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light,
Steel wheels whisper through the night.
A lonely station, worn and gray,
Where shadows lengthen and dreams stray.
You settle down by the rusted rail,
A calico ghost, a whispered tale.
Beneath the depot, cracked and old,
A tiny rumble, a story untold.
The wind it sighs a mournful tune,
Beneath the harvest, silver moon.
A secret language, soft and low,
Only stray cats truly know.
Humming low, a velvet sound,
Lost and found, on hallowed ground.
Calico heart, a gentle plea,
Singing softly, wild and free.
Old timers say you've seen it all,
The coming trains, the rise and fall.
Each passing face, a fleeting glance,
A silent witness to life's dance.
The wind it sighs a mournful tune,
Beneath the harvest, silver moon.
A secret language, soft and low,
Only stray cats truly know.
Humming low, a velvet sound,
Lost and found, on hallowed ground.
Calico heart, a gentle plea,
Singing softly, wild and free.
The freight cars groan, a metal moan,
You blink your eyes, you're not alone.
The scent of distance, a smoky haze,
Memories flicker in a bygone maze.
A chipped teacup, a forgotten shoe,
The depot holds a world for you.
A kingdom built of dust and dreams,
Where silence echoes, it always seems.
Humming low, a velvet sound,
Lost and found, on hallowed ground.
Calico heart, a gentle plea,
Singing softly, wild and free.
The sun climbs high, a golden hue,
Warming the paint, fresh with dew.
You stretch and yawn, a sleepy grace,
A tiny tiger in this lonely place.
Humming low, a velvet sound,
Lost and found, on hallowed ground.
Calico heart, a gentle plea,
Singing softly, wild and free.
Just a hum, a fading call,
Beneath the depot, standing tall.
A calico dream, sweet and low,
Watch the trains come and go.
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