Track Insight / Lyrics
White page folded in a crease,
Looking for a moment's peace.
Standing on the concrete ledge,
Walking on the highway edge.
Salt air stinging in my eyes,
Underneath the heavy skies.
Toss it where the wind is strong,
Where the coastal roads belong.
Glide away on a summer breeze,
Floating high above the trees.
Tracing lines of grey and gold,
Watching as the map unfolds.
Tires hum a steady beat,
Shaking off the midday heat.
Silver wings in steady spin,
Where the ocean air begins.
Glide away on a summer breeze,
Floating high above the trees.
Tracing lines of grey and gold,
Watching as the map unfolds.
Overpass and rusted steel,
Turning like a heavy wheel.
Higher than the traffic flow,
Watching all the colors go.
One sharp turn and then a dip,
Feeling how the currents slip.
Sailing past the yellow line,
In a slow and steady climb.
Landing on a patch of sand,
Far away from steady land.
Folded corners, ink and grit,
This is where the journey quit.
Glide away on a summer breeze,
Floating high above the trees.
Tracing lines of grey and gold,
Watching as the map unfolds.
Just a page in the wind.
Just a page in the wind.
