Track Insight / Lyrics
Cold metal ticks as I hang on the rail
Empty sleeves catch the light through the dust
Tobacco and cedar, a map of the trail
Inside my lining, your note settles close
I was sold in a thrift shop on a slow Saturday
Somebody else wore me beneath a rainy day
Threadbare pocket held pollen and dust
Then I found your note folded tight in the crust
In the lining, your handwriting opened like seed
Ixora, you wrote, blooms where sunlight is freed
Pencil-smudged words where a label had been
Latin names carried a message within
Somebody left, but the words stayed
Tucked in the pocket, bright and made
I can almost hear what the paper might say
Somebody loved you, then wandered away
At the market, lemons were stacked in a crate
And your scent mixed with citrus and soil from a field
Monstera leaves curled through the morning haze
Roots finding cracks where the sunlight was sealed
I was carried across a courtyard by night
Rain tapped my shoulder beneath a pale streetlight
Your note brushed my lining with every stride
A dry little seed on the wind, keeping time
Somebody left, but the words stayed
Tucked in the pocket, bright and made
I can almost hear what the paper might say
Somebody loved you, then wandered away
Now I wait on a hook by a rusted old gate
Fiber and foam with the years of their weight
A botanist hums while she waters the yard
She finds your initials beneath a dark card
In the quiet, the ink starts to bloom
There is language beneath every room
Oxalis, begonia, roots in the dark
Patient little letters, a pulse and a spark
Somebody left, but the words stayed
Tucked in the pocket, bright and made
I can finally hear what the paper will say
Somebody loved you, and I'm here to stay
Cold metal ticks as the evening descends
A note in my pocket, the garden befriends
I hold the words safe till the daylight returns
Then I keep the small hope in a world full of burns
