Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in morning gray,
Rome awakens, a brand new day.
Stone remembers, cool and deep,
Secrets that the city keeps.
Rust blooms slow on metal paws,
Behind the square, ignoring laws.
Cobblestones worn, a faded hue,
Watching cafes waking, fresh and new.
Calico ghost, a silent plea,
Lost in Rome, just you and me.
A flicker of gold, a whispered name,
Forgotten beauty, all the same.
Espresso steam, a rising scent,
Footsteps echo, time well spent.
She dreams of fish and sun-warmed tile,
A fleeting glimpse, a wistful smile.
Calico ghost, a silent plea,
Lost in Rome, just you and me.
A flicker of gold, a whispered name,
Forgotten beauty, all the same.
The baker arrives, with flour dust,
Ignoring her, a quiet trust.
She knows his route, his morning call,
A phantom shadow, watching all.
Calico ghost, a silent plea,
Lost in Rome, just you and me.
A flicker of gold, a whispered name,
Forgotten beauty, all the same.
A chipped ceramic water bowl,
A story etched upon her soul.
She doesn't ask for much, you see,
Just kindness, and a memory.
The church bells chime, a gentle sound,
As tourists gather all around.
She's just a shadow, passing by,
A lonely echo, 'neath the Roman sky.
Calico ghost, a silent plea,
Lost in Rome, just you and me.
A flicker of gold, a whispered name,
Forgotten beauty, all the same.
Stone remembers, cool and deep,
While Rome awakens from its sleep.
Rust and gold, a thinning grace,
Lost in time, in this ancient place.
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