Track Insight / Lyrics
Rusting beams, a projector's gleam
Casting phantoms, a fading dream
Greenhouse walls, a whispered call
Moonlight spills, down on us all
Flickering light, a ghostly sight
Through the years, we hold on tight
Broken glass, a fragile mass
Memories blur, time will pass
Haunted green, a lantern's sheen
We spin our tales, unseen, between
The lines, the frames, the silent games
Of light and shade, and fading names
The bulb burns low, a mournful glow
Whispers echo, soft and slow
Forgotten films, forgotten dreams
The projector sighs, the midnight beams
Haunted green, a lantern's sheen
We spin our tales, unseen, between
The lines, the frames, the silent games
Of light and shade, and fading names
A screen of glass, a world that's passed
Reflections fade, memories last
The wind sighs low, a mournful flow
In the greenhouse heart, where shadows grow
The projector hums, a fading drum
Stories told, until they're numb
Then silence falls, the projector stalls
And shadows dance, within the walls
Moonlight streams, a silent dream
The greenhouse sleeps, a ghostly gleam
Until the dawn, a brand new morn
The cycle starts, anew, reborn
Haunted green, a lantern's sheen
We spin our tales, unseen, between
The lines, the frames, the silent games
Of light and shade, and fading names
Haunted green, a lantern's sheen
We spin our tales, unseen, between
The lines, the frames, the silent games
Of light and shade, and thinning names
