Track Insight / Lyrics
Boots crunch hard on frozen wooden planks
Each step a prayer the cold wind ranks
The orchard sleeps in white sheet silence
Branches hold their breath in frozen violence
Counting footsteps, one by one by one
Dusk bleeds purple where the day is done
Snow drinks sound like thirsty holy ground
Footsteps on frost, the only sound
She watches from the wheelhouse, steam in hair
Her fingers trace the frost on window pane
He counts the beats between each breath of air
The orchard keeps its secrets, keeps its pain
Counting footsteps, one by one by one
Dusk bleeds purple where the day is done
Snow drinks sound like thirsty holy ground
Footsteps on frost, the only sound
Apples frozen hard as prayer beads now
Roots drink deep where silence makes its home
He walks the deck and makes a quiet vow
To carry every name where waters roam
Counting footsteps, one by one by one
Dusk bleeds purple where the day is done
Snow drinks sound like thirsty holy ground
Footsteps on frost, the only sound
Lantern swings, a heartbeat in the mist
Two voices braid where none had walked before
The orchard dreams of spring in branches kissed
By footsteps counting toward a distant shore
Counting footsteps, one by one by one
Dusk bleeds purple where the day is done
Snow drinks sound like thirsty holy ground
Footsteps on frost, the only sound
Footsteps on frost...
The only sound