Track Insight / Lyrics
In your hands, my antique timekeeper,
I trace the edges of a greenhouse frame,
Where wistful breezes blow and whispers seek her,
A love story worn like the cracked glass pane.
We find ourselves in moments stolen between,
When time's a luxury we dare not speak.
Then on the faint divide between day and night,
Our hearts collide like stardust without a fight.
Two souls entwined in seconds lost in time,
In the gentle waltz of a patient dime.
Oh, like the tiniest cracks in a delicate vase,
Some things are better left to find their place.
Let my shattered pieces fall where they may,
In your heart, I'll reassemble on day by day.
We're molded by our secrets, like the garden's clay,
Where each petal tells a tale of love astray.
I close my eyes and breathe your scent so sweet,
And in the darkness, memories begin to seep.
Then on the faint divide between day and night,
Our hearts collide like stardust without a fight.
Two souls entwined in seconds lost in time,
In the gentle waltz of a patient dime.
Oh, like the tiniest cracks in a delicate vase,
Some things are better left to find their place.
Let my shattered pieces fall where they may,
In your heart, I'll reassemble on day by day.
Time may chip and fade the beauty of our forms,
But in your arms, I'm safe, unscathed by storms.
So let the winds howl, let the rain descend,
For in your love, my heart will never bend.
Oh, like the tiniest cracks in a delicate vase,
Some things are better left to find their place.
Let my shattered pieces fall where they may,
In your heart, I'll reassemble on day by day.
(A gradual fade to silence)
