Track Insight / Lyrics
Snow falls soft on branches bare,
A silent watch, a frosted prayer.
The orchard sleeps, a silver dream,
I guard its peace, it would seem.
My metal frame, a steady hand,
Across the keys, I understand.
Each falling flake, a whispered plea,
For stories lost, for memory.
Dust and keys, a quiet grace,
Holding time in this lonely place.
Winter's breath, a gentle sigh,
As daylight fades across the sky.
The apples gone, the harvest past,
Long shadows fall, holding fast.
I haven't moved for years, you see,
A faithful witness, eternally.
Dust and keys, a quiet grace,
Holding time in this lonely place.
Winter's breath, a gentle sigh,
As daylight fades across the sky.
Each letter pressed, a frozen tear,
A farmer's hope, a whispered fear.
Of blights and storms, and futures unknown,
Seeds of longing, quietly sown.
Dust and keys, a quiet grace,
Holding time in this lonely place.
Winter's breath, a gentle sigh,
As daylight fades across the sky.
The wind howls low, a mournful sound,
But in this stillness, peace is found.
A sanctuary built of steel and might,
Against the darkness of the night.
Dust and keys, a quiet grace,
Holding time in this sacred place.
Winter's breath, a gentle sigh,
As starlight blooms across the sky.
Keys grow cold, the snow descends,
The orchard sleeps, 'til winter ends.
A silent guardian, I remain,
Dust and keys, in the falling rain.
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