Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading gold,
Summer dusk, a story told.
Brick and rust, a hidden grace,
A feline shadow finds its place.
Camera strap bites into my skin,
Another lost town drifting within.
Bus station haze and chipped paint blue,
Found a quiet corner, me and you.
A bookstore cat, a silent friend,
This iron haven 'til the very end.
Streetlight flickers, a fragile gleam,
Lost in pages, a waking dream.
World keeps spinning, fast and cold,
But here, a moment to behold.
Iron and bloom, a secret keep,
Shadows lengthen, falling asleep.
Under the fire escape, a velvet night,
Bathed in amber, soft and bright.
Iron and bloom, a stolen view,
Everything changes, except for you.
Dusty volumes, a scent so deep,
Whispers of stories secrets keep.
Each turning page, a world untold,
More precious than silver or gold.
You watch the people hurry by,
A knowing glint within your eye.
Streetlight flickers, a fragile gleam,
Lost in pages, a waking dream.
World keeps spinning, fast and cold,
But here, a moment to behold.
Iron and bloom, a secret keep,
Shadows lengthen, falling asleep.
Under the fire escape, a velvet night,
Bathed in amber, soft and bright.
Iron and bloom, a stolen view,
Everything changes, except for you.
Faded posters, a bygone age,
Lost souls wandering the turning page.
I trace the lines of weathered stone,
Feeling strangely, not alone.
The city breathes a restless sigh,
Beneath a charcoal-colored sky.
Sometimes shelter's just a frame,
A borrowed space, a whispered name.
A flicker of warmth in a concrete shell,
A fragile beauty, I know so well.
This quiet corner, a perfect plea,
Just a bookstore cat and me.
Iron and bloom, a secret keep,
Shadows lengthen, falling asleep.
Under the fire escape, a velvet night,
Bathed in amber, soft and bright.
Iron and bloom, a stolen view,
Everything changes, except for you.
Camera clicks, a frozen frame,
Capturing moments, all the same.
A single frame, a lasting trace,
Of beauty found in this hidden place.
The neon signs begin to glow,
Another story starts to flow.
Iron and bloom, a secret keep,
Shadows lengthen, falling asleep.
Under the fire escape, a velvet night,
Bathed in amber, soft and bright.
Iron and bloom, a stolen view,
Everything changes, except for you.
Dust motes settle, soft and slow,
Letting the quiet moments grow.
Iron and bloom, fading light,
Goodnight, bookstore cat, goodnight. Goodnight, goodnight…
Iron and bloom…
