Track Insight / Lyrics
Streetlights bleed a hazy gold,
Winter's breath is bitter cold.
Cobblestone slick, a shadowed grace,
A silent watch in this lonely place.
You walk these streets, a hurried stride,
Past darkened doors where secrets hide.
But linger now, a moment please,
Feel the chill upon the breeze.
Leather worn, a weathered tan,
Guarding corners, a faithful plan.
They rest so still, a patient pair,
Absorbing stories in the icy air.
Each crack and crevice holds a tale,
Of whispered hopes that often fail.
The alley breathes, a lonely sigh,
As frozen shadows drift on by.
Cobble and hide, a winter's keep,
Holding secrets while the city sleeps.
Leather fingers, strong and true,
Watching over me and you.
Old man Hemlock, with a crooked grin,
Used to leave his troubles within.
A crumpled note, a broken vow,
The gloves absorbed it somehow.
The baker's girl, with flour on her face,
Left a single rose in this forgotten space.
A stolen kiss, a whispered name,
Lost to winter's icy flame.
Cobble and hide, a winter's keep,
Holding secrets while the city sleeps.
Leather fingers, strong and true,
Watching over me and you.
They don't judge, they don't complain,
Just witness joy and feel the pain.
A silent comfort, cold and deep,
Promises the alley keeps.
The streetcar rings, a distant chime,
Lost in the echoes of passing time.
But the gloves remain, steadfast and bold,
A story whispered, never told.
Cobble and hide, a winter's keep,
Holding secrets while the city sleeps.
Leather fingers, strong and true,
Watching over me and you.
Cobble and hide, a winter's keep,
Holding secrets while the city sleeps.
Leather fingers, strong and true,
Watching over me and you.
Cold wind blows, the shadows grow,
Cobble and hide, watch the city go.
Leather sleeps, 'til spring appears,
Guarding secrets through the passing years.
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