Iron anchor rests on cobblestone bed
Quercus roots remember what the soil said
Winter wind writes Latin on the alley wall
Taxus baccata stands where shadows fall
Rusted fluke drinks brine from frozen gutter stream
Hedera helix climbs the damp stone dream
Anchor listens deep where footsteps fade
Betula pendula shakes its silver blade
Iron root holds fast through longest night
Iron root drinks dark without a light
Cobblestone sings slow in minor key
Anchor hears what roots have known to be
Frost etches patterns on the shank and crown
Pinus sylvestris drops its needles down
No ship will claim this weight of forgotten steel
Salix alba bends where cold winds heal
Iron root holds fast through longest night
Iron root drinks dark without a light
Cobblestone sings slow in minor key
Anchor hears what roots have known to be
Hammond breathes through Leslie's spinning throat
Brass muted low as winter's heavy coat
Gibson hollowbody hums the root's refrain
Bass walks deep where anchor dreams of rain
Dawn cracks pale across the alley stone
Fagus sylvatica stands alone
Anchor feels the city's waking beat
Ulmus minor drops its seeds at feet
Rust becomes a bloom on iron skin
Where mycelium threads have woven in
No harbor calls this fluke to sea again
Root and anchor hold the alley's grain
Iron root holds fast through longest night
Iron root drinks dark without a light
Cobblestone sings slow in minor key
Anchor hears what roots have known to be
Iron root holds fast through longest night
Iron root drinks dark without a light
Cobblestone sings slow in minor key
Anchor hears what roots have known to be
Iron root holds fast through longest night
Iron root drinks dark without a light
Low hum returns to iron throat
Organ fades like breath in frost
