Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in golden rays,
Ancient whispers fill these maze-like ways.
Cobbled pathways, stories untold,
Cusco breathing, centuries old.
You trace the stone with calloused hand,
Lost empires in this promised land.
A faded fresco, a king's decree,
The mountain watches, silently.
Cloudstone echoes, calling your name,
A silver river, a flickering flame.
Lost in the highlands, wild and free,
Cusco's heartbeat, for you and me.
You walk the corridors, cool and gray,
Where Inca spirits still hold sway.
Each carved symbol, a sacred sign,
A timeless power, truly divine.
Cloudstone echoes, calling your name,
A silver river, a flickering flame.
Lost in the highlands, wild and free,
Cusco's heartbeat, for you and me.
The camera clicks, a stolen view,
Of weathered walls and skies of blue.
A broken window, a sunbeam falls,
On secret gardens, beyond the walls.
Cloudstone echoes, calling your name,
A silver river, a flickering flame.
Lost in the highlands, wild and free,
Cusco's heartbeat, for you and me.
You feel the ghosts of days gone by,
In every shadow, beneath the sky.
A woven tapestry, rich and deep,
Secrets the ancient stones will keep.
Higher and higher, the air grows thin,
A world forgotten, where dreams begin.
The clouds descend, a misty embrace,
Lost in wonder, time and space.
You run your fingers across the stone,
No longer wandering, no longer alone.
A sudden knowing, a silent plea,
Cusco has awakened, inside of me.
Cloudstone echoes, calling your name,
A silver river, a burning flame!
Lost in the highlands, wild and free,
Cusco's heartbeat, belongs to me!
Stone on stone, a whispered prayer,
Cusco's magic, everywhere.
Fading light, a gentle sigh,
Cloudstone echoes, drifting by.
