Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust devils swirling in the street
Sunrise creeps on shaky feet
City's breathing, a tired sigh
Another day, beneath the sky
Crows are calling, black wings beat
Across the cracked and faded street
One collects the shiny prize
Reflected light within his eyes
He sees the glint, he hears the call
A bottle cap, worth more than all
He builds his hoard, a twisted tower
Bottle caps reflecting sun's bright power
Each one a story, lost and found
On asphalt streets, where dreams are bound
Taxi driver, eyes in the rear
Another fare, another year
He watches crows, their tireless quest
For tiny treasures, they're blessed
With keen eyes, they see the gleam
A forgotten world, in a passing dream
He builds his hoard, a twisted tower
Bottle caps reflecting sun's bright power
Each one a story, lost and found
On asphalt streets, where dreams are bound
Rain falls down, a silver sheet
Washing dust, from concrete heat
The crow gathers, a steady hand
Protecting his hoard, from wind and sand
He knows their worth, beyond compare
A glimpse of beauty, in a world of despair
He builds his hoard, a twisted tower
Bottle caps reflecting sun's bright power
Each one a story, lost and found
On asphalt streets, where dreams are bound
Like memories, held so tight
Shining fragments, of day and night
We gather treasures, big and small
A world of wonder, beneath it all
He carries on, the crow so bold
His story unfolds, yet to be told
Through bottle caps, and desert skies
A simple truth, before our eyes
Worth lies not in gold or fame
But in the beauty, of a humble game
He builds his hoard, a twisted tower
Bottle caps reflecting sun's bright power
Each one a story, lost and found
On asphalt streets, where dreams are bound
He builds his hoard, a twisted tower
Bottle caps reflecting sun's bright power
Each one a story, lost and found
On asphalt streets, where dreams are bound
