Track Insight / Lyrics
Cobbler's fingers deft and sure,
Mending worn-up boots for workers' pace,
Sensing leather's secret tales,
Of miles and toils through rain and gales.
Under twilight's veil of pale blue,
Moonlight dancing on gravel anew,
A secret world of shadows plays,
Here, where I weave my hidden ways.
In leather's yielding softness, I'm free,
Midnight solace, just for me,
Solace in the callused hand I hold,
Leather secrets, long to be told.
Gathering scraps and scraps of hide,
From worn-out shoes, my art inside,
Transforming neglect to new life,
Crafting stories, day and night.
Under twilight's veil of pale blue,
Moonlight dancing on gravel anew,
A secret world of shadows plays,
Here, where I weave my hidden ways.
In leather's yielding softness, I'm free,
Midnight solace, just for me,
Solace in the callused hand I hold,
Leather secrets, long to be told.
In every crease, a history's kept,
Of journeys, toil, and weary feet,
Yet when refashioned, new tales unfold,
Of courage, strength, a story told.
In leather's yielding softness, I'm free,
Midnight solace, just for me,
Solace in the callused hand I hold,
Leather secrets, long to be told.
As dawn's first light begins to steal,
The secrets I've woven, now revealed,
In leather's crafted forms, a legacy stays,
Of a cobbler's art, through twilight's haze.
