Track Insight / Lyrics
Low sun stains the rusted gate
Dust hums on a wooden crate
Crickets gather, late as fate
Tuning notes behind the barn
You left a sweater on the rail
Your footsteps fade beneath the oak
The porch light clicks from pale to pale
Your name still rests upon the coat
Crickets, sing behind the old barn
Your chorus trembles down the lane
The porch light leans toward the dark
Your sleeves of dust remain
You carry pollen on your sleeve
A blue enamel cup in hand
The chapel stone begins to grieve
You take one step and leave the land
Crickets, hum behind the old barn
Every shadow knows your name
Through the yard where you once played
You still fit inside the frame
You trace a map on window dust
A broken frame beneath the vine
Your bicycle lies rusted through
Your fingerprints still mark the line
Crickets, swell behind the old barn
Every echo finds its way
Past the well and weathered gate
Where your shadow used to stay
You set a stone beside the road
Where red paint bleeds beneath the gravel
The field lies quiet, seeds uncoiled
Your shadow cuts across the level
Crickets, sing behind the old barn
Your chorus trembles down the lane
The porch light leans toward the dark
Your sleeves of dust remain
Morning finds the latchworn hinge
Empty cans are pressed in rows
Chalk marks fade where you drew lines
And one small window glows
You wore the choir's faded blue
Your alto shook the chapel air
The hymnbook bends where rain slipped through
Its pressed leaves whisper on the stair
Crickets, roar behind the old barn
Let every echo join the song
Past the rusted gate and wall
Where you vanished years ago
Stars lean through the broken pane
Flies circle around the grain
Crickets keep the window warm
Your repeat settles through the hall
