Track Insight / Lyrics
Bicycle tires cold and still,
Frozen lace where petals will.
Adrift in winter's twilight hush,
The orchard waits for spring's rush.
Crank and kick against the snow,
Pedals stilled by icy flow.
Branches etch a frozen spell,
Where I'd ride with wind and swell.
Memories unfurl like frayed lace,
Sticky with the sweet, sticky face
Of summer days when wheels would spin,
Laughter echoing within.
And in that frosted orchard glade,
There's beauty in the frozen shade.
Where dreams are woven like a lace,
Bicycle thoughts dwell in winter's space.
Chains creak, spokes hum, imagine me,
Pedaling through the past with glee.
Riding round the orchard green,
When sun was warm and days were keen.
Memories unfurl like frayed lace,
Sticky with the sweet, sticky face
Of summer days when wheels would spin,
Laughter echoing within.
And in that frosted orchard glade,
There's beauty in the frozen shade.
Where dreams are woven like a lace,
Bicycle thoughts dwell in winter's space.
I'll ride again when days grow long,
And sunbeams paint the orchard strong.
Until then, this tale I'll hold,
Of frozen lace entwined with gold.
And in that frosted orchard glade,
There's beauty in the frozen shade.
Where dreams are woven like a lace,
Bicycle thoughts dwell in winter's space.
Bicycle tires cold and still,
Frozen lace where petals will.
The orchard waits for spring's rush,
And I'll ride again, I'll brush.
