Track Insight / Lyrics
Rustling leaves, a city's hum,
Rain streaks blur the window drum.
Spin cycle sings a lullaby,
A dance of damp, beneath a gray sky.
Through the Iris lens, a moment caught,
Stories whispered, softly bought.
Laundry lights, a symphony,
Forgotten dreams, revealed to me.
Petal red, a fading rose,
Woven threads, where memory flows.
The scent of soap, a childhood trace,
Time suspended, in this quiet space.
Through the Iris lens, a moment caught,
Stories whispered, softly bought.
Laundry lights, a symphony,
Forgotten dreams, revealed to me.
Cracked porcelain, a chipped design,
Reflected hope, a love divine.
A single sock, misplaced and lost,
A tangled knot, a heavy cost.
Shadows stretch, the night descends,
The city sleeps, its story mends.
Each washed-out stain, a secret told,
In the quiet dark, a tale unfolds.
Filament glow, a fleeting spark,
Washing memories, leaving their mark.
Fragile frames, where moments cling,
To the whirring spin, the soft machine's sing.
Through the Iris lens, a moment caught,
Stories whispered, softly bought.
Laundry lights, a symphony,
Forgotten dreams, revealed to me.
Iris closed, a silent sigh,
Dreams emerge, beneath a moonlit sky.
