Track Insight / Lyrics
Aculus hortensis, a winter's embrace,
The canal breathes frost on this ancient space.
Spire and stone, a parliament's gleam,
Reflecting back a forgotten dream.
Do you feel the stillness, the air so cold?
A botanist's patience, a story untold.
The ice reflects buildings, a mirrored design,
Each frozen ripple, a delicate sign.
Copper veins, running through the stone,
Ottawa whispers, you're not alone.
Frozen water, a silver line,
Watch the city slumber, in crystalline time.
Salix alba weeps by the water's edge,
Its branches burdened, a winter pledge.
The sunlight catches, a fractured ray,
Lost in moments, slipping away.
Copper veins, running through the stone,
Ottawa whispers, you're not alone.
Frozen water, a silver line,
Watch the city slumber, in crystalline time.
Pinus strobus stands tall and serene,
A watchful guardian, a winter scene.
Listen closely, the wind's soft plea,
A symphony played for you and me.
The light is fading, the shadows grow,
A fragile beauty, a silent show.
Hold this moment, within your soul,
Let the city's rhythm take control.
Acer saccharum, its branches bare,
Reaching upwards, beyond compare.
The air is sharp, a bracing kiss,
A fleeting moment, pure winter bliss.
Copper veins, running through the stone,
Ottawa whispers, you're not alone.
Frozen water, a silver line,
Watch the city slumber, in crystalline time.
Quercus alba roots run deep and free,
A silent witness, for all to see.
The ice begins to crack and sigh,
As winter loosens, beneath the sky.
Copper veins, running through the stone,
Ottawa whispers, you're not alone.
Frozen water, a silver line,
Watch the city awaken, in crystalline time.
Aculus hortensis, a final call,
Ottawa's winter, embracing all.
Copper veins, softly glow,
Let the frozen moments flow.
