Track Insight / Lyrics
I watch the baker knead rye dough
Winter fog hides canal below
Her hands know gluten's quiet beat
Warm steam rises from the street
Taxus baccata guards the bridge
Berries red on frozen ridge
She shapes the loaf with measured grace
Time etched in flour on her face
We rise where water meets the sky
Two strangers in the yeast's reply
No words needed, none at all
Just crust and crumb before the fall
Quercus robur sleeps in peat
Roots hold fast through wind and sleet
Her oven glows like embers deep
Promises the crust to keep
We rise where water meets the sky
Two strangers in the yeast's reply
No words needed, none at all
Just crust and crumb before the fall
Fog lifts slow at morning's edge
Loaves cool on a wooden ledge
She hands me one still warm and brown
Best symbiosis in this town
Solanum tuberosum rests
In soil dark where life invests
We share the bread in silence sweet
Two roots entwined beneath the street
Brassica oleracea waits
For spring to open garden gates
The canal sings its liquid tune
Beneath the bridge, beneath the moon
We rise where water meets the sky
Two strangers in the yeast's reply
No words needed, none at all
Just crust and crumb before the fall
We rise where water meets the sky
Two strangers in the yeast's reply
No words needed, none at all
Just crust and crumb before the fall
Steam and fog become one breath
Warm loaf in my cold hands now
Taxus guards our silent vow
