Track Insight / Lyrics
Grey basalt breathes a lonely sigh,
As Edinburgh sleeps beneath the sky.
Sleet whispers tales on cobbled ground,
A silent rhythm, a haunting sound.
I'm lichen clinging, weathered and slow,
On fortress walls where cold winds blow.
I've seen the centuries drift and fade,
Each falling drop a memory made.
Bagpipes tremble, a distant plea,
Echoes rising, returning to me.
Stone remembers, a ghostly trace,
Of laughter lost in this ancient place.
Castle stone, a heartbeat deep,
Secrets whispered while cities sleep.
Bagpipe's call, a mournful grace,
Lost in time and this hollow space.
I'm rainwater tracing a winding line,
Down granite faces, ancient and fine.
I've felt the touch of a king's cold hand,
And watched the shadows sweep across the land.
Bagpipes tremble, a distant plea,
Echoes rising, returning to me.
Stone remembers, a ghostly trace,
Of laughter lost in this ancient place.
Castle stone, a heartbeat deep,
Secrets whispered while cities sleep.
Bagpipe's call, a mournful grace,
Lost in time and this hollow space.
I'm ivy weaving, a verdant hold,
Around the towers, stories untold.
I've sheltered lovers, hidden from view,
And watched their dreams blossom, fresh and new.
The cold seeps in, a chilling art,
A quiet sorrow within my heart.
But beauty lingers, a steadfast gleam,
A timeless wonder, a waking dream.
I hold the weight of history's reign,
And witness cycles again and again.
Castle stone, a heartbeat deep,
Secrets whispered while cities sleep.
Bagpipe's call, a mournful grace,
Lost in time and this hollow space.
I'm moss unfolding, emerald and green,
A fragile blanket, a peaceful scene.
I feel the pulse of the city below,
A steady rhythm, ebb and flow.
Castle stone, a heartbeat deep,
Secrets whispered while cities sleep.
Bagpipe's call, a mournful grace,
Lost in time and this hollow space.
Grey basalt breathes, a final sigh,
As Edinburgh watches the centuries fly.
Sleet whispers on, a gentle sound,
Castle stone, on hallowed ground.
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