Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light,
Cracked panes whisper through the night.
He settles down, a weary sigh,
A hunter lost beneath the sky.
Old hound lays by the greenhouse wall,
Heard every fare, seen seasons fall.
Remembered scents of fields long gone,
Now just the city carrying on.
His ribs show through a dusty coat,
A broken lead, a silent note.
He dreams of chase, a rabbit's flight,
Lost in the shadows of the night.
Glass and bone, a fragile frame,
Whispers his long forgotten name.
He watches life drift slowly by,
A ghost of purpose in his eye.
I've seen the rain streak down the glass,
Watched hurried footsteps quickly pass.
He doesn't beg, he doesn't plead,
Just silent stories, a silent need.
His paws are cold upon the stone,
A lonely vigil, all alone.
He dreams of fields, a vibrant hue,
Lost in the city, lost to you.
Glass and bone, a fragile frame,
Whispers his long forgotten name.
He watches life drift slowly by,
A ghost of purpose in his eye.
The greenhouse breathes, a humid heat,
Tomatoes ripening, bittersweet.
He smells the earth, a distant call,
Remembers running, standing tall.
The world keeps spinning, cold and fast,
Each passing hour, a moment past.
He's seen the best, he's seen the worst,
A quiet witness, wholly immersed.
Glass and bone, a fragile frame,
Whispers his long forgotten name.
He watches life drift slowly by,
A ghost of purpose in his eye.
A taxi light, a fleeting gleam,
Another story, another dream.
He lifts his head, a hopeful glance,
A moment's warmth, a second chance.
Glass and bone, a fragile frame,
Whispers his long forgotten name.
He watches life drift slowly by,
A ghost of purpose in his eye.
Dust settles down, the day is done,
Beneath the glass, 'til rise of sun.
A silent vigil, soft and low,
Glass and bone, where shadows grow.
