Track Insight / Lyrics
You sit on sagging cypress boards at dusk
Taxodium knees rise through the rust
Bayou breathes through Spanish moss and musk
Your pocket watch hums soft in copper dust
That old stem-winder sings Quercus time
Each tick a root knot, each tock a rhyme
You wind it slow like coaxing seeds to climb
Cypress pocket holds the bayou chime
Iris pseudacorus flags the water's fringe
Fireflies script Morse in sedge and hedge
The second hand sweeps past the pitted ledge
Where generations carved their family pledge
Magnolia grandiflora drops its cone
Petals brown like parchment, dry and known
The mainspring sighs in brass and bone
You count the hours you've never owned
That old stem-winder sings Quercus time
Each tick a root knot, each tock a rhyme
You wind it slow like coaxing seeds to climb
Cypress pocket holds the bayou chime
No battery, no satellite, no cloud
Just tension stored in coiled steel shroud
The escapement clicks like heron feet on mud
Time measured out in sap and flood
Nightjars call from Nyssa sylvatica crowns
The lumen turns to indigo and browns
Your thumb finds the crown, winds slow rounds
The bayou keeps what gravity grounds
That old stem-winder sings Quercus time
Each tick a root knot, each tock a rhyme
You wind it slow like coaxing seeds to climb
Cypress pocket holds the bayou chime
Cypress pocket, bayou time
You wind it slow, you wind it slow
