Track Insight / Lyrics
Salt wind tore the western pane
Rain blew sideways, hard as chain
I held the light through forty years
You tended roots through flood and tears
Leather and light in the broken house
Fingers locked where the ivy grows
We mend the tear with a steady hand
Salt in the soil, salt on the land
Your palms remember every vine
Mine know the lens, the clock, the line
We found each other in the wreck
Two keepers guarding what is left
Leather and light in the broken house
Fingers locked where the ivy grows
We mend the tear with a steady hand
Salt in the soil, salt on the land
Cracked pane sings when the north wind blows
A sharp note only the garden knows
You prune the dead, I trim the wick
Neither of us asks for quick
Leather and light in the broken house
Fingers locked where the ivy grows
We mend the tear with a steady hand
Salt in the soil, salt on the land
Morning breaks through the jagged glass
Prisms fall on the tomato mass
Your glove splits open at the seam
I patch it slow in the lantern gleam
No shore in sight, no tower tall
Just dirt beneath the cracked wall
But every seed that breaks the dark
Carries the pulse of a guiding spark
Winter comes, the glass gives way
We'll brace the frame another day
Two pairs of hands, one steady knot
Holding the dark, holding the lot
Leather and light in the broken house
Fingers locked where the ivy grows
We mend the tear with a steady hand
Salt in the soil, salt on the land
Leather and light, we hold the line
Two keepers bound by salt and vine
Salt and vine
Salt and vine
