Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light
A paper kingdom, lost to night
Rusting rails and phantom trains
Echoes whisper through the window panes
Cracked cement and overgrown weeds
A faded map of buried needs
Nineteen eighty-two, a folded dream
Lost connections, a silent scream
Sun-bleached colours, peeling slow
A ghost of journeys, long ago
Tracing routes with trembling hand
A forgotten city, wonderland
Ghost tracks calling, soft and low
Where did all the people go? Paper pathways, bittersweet
Lost in time, beneath our feet
Broken glass and splintered wood
A childhood promise, misunderstood
The workshop sighs, a hollow sound
Where yesterday is never found
Sun-bleached colours, peeling slow
A ghost of journeys, long ago
Tracing routes with trembling hand
A forgotten city, wonderland
Ghost tracks calling, soft and low
Where did all the people go?
Paper pathways, bittersweet
Lost in time, beneath our feet
Wild roses climb the crumbling wall
Shadows lengthen, start to fall
A single ticket, worn and frayed
A whispered story, gently played
These tangled lines, a fragile hold
Memories surface, brave and bold
We built our worlds on shifting sand
Lost in time, across the land
Ghost tracks calling, soft and low
Where did all the people go?
Paper pathways, bittersweet
Lost in time, beneath our feet
The camera clicks, a fleeting glance
Capturing moments, a hopeful chance
To hold onto what used to be
A lost horizon, wild and free
Ghost tracks calling, soft and low
Where did all the people go?
Paper pathways, bittersweet
Lost in time, beneath our feet
Dust settles on the fading lines
A ghost of memory, still shines
Ghost tracks whisper, soft and low
Let the echoes gently flow.
Let the echoes gently flow.
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