Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading gold,
Rust whispers stories, ages old.
Freight car sighs a lonely tune,
Beneath the fire escape, summer moon.
*Vinca minor* climbs the steel,
Roots cling tight, a silent appeal.
The city breathes a humid heat,
Barefoot shadows on concrete street.
Iron bloom, a fragile grace,
Time unravels in this place.
Humming low, a steady drone,
Lost and found, almost home.
Sun-warmed metal, scent of pine,
Each passing train a shifting sign.
Creeping ivy, emerald hue,
A secret garden, just for you.
Iron bloom, a fragile grace,
Time unravels in this place.
Humming low, a steady drone,
Lost and found, almost home.
*Hedera helix*, reaching high,
A tapestry against the sky.
The air is thick with distant cries,
Reflected in our weary eyes.
Iron bloom, a fragile grace,
Time unravels in this place.
Humming low, a steady drone,
Lost and found, almost home.
These rusted rails, a winding thread,
Connecting dreams within my head.
A transient world, a fleeting view,
The past is present, me and you.
The fire escape, a metal spine,
Holds whispered hopes, intertwined.
Cicadas pulse a rhythmic beat,
A lullaby for tired feet.
Iron bloom, a fragile grace,
Time unravels in this place.
Humming low, a steady drone,
Lost and found, almost home.
Iron bloom, a fragile grace,
Time unravels in this place.
Humming low, a steady drone,
Lost and found, almost home.
Iron bloom, forever known.
Dust descends, a silent plea,
Rust remembers you and me.
The freight car sighs, a thinning sound,
Lost and found, on hallowed ground.
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