Track Insight / Lyrics
Steel bones rise against the gray,
Lake Superior breathes another day.
A giant sleeps, a metal dream,
Watching over currents, it would seem.
Old Man Hemlock nurses lukewarm brew,
Says the bridge has stories, honest and true.
Seen a thousand sunsets, a million sighs,
Reflected in the water, before your eyes.
Lift and lake, a slow, steel grace,
Holding worlds within this watery space.
Rust and rhythm, a heart that beats,
Duluth's old guardian, on concrete streets.
Fishermen are casting, lines in the deep,
While freighters rumble, secrets they keep.
Each rising tower, a silent plea,
For a safe passage, wild and free.
Lift and lake, a slow, steel grace,
Holding worlds within this watery space.
Rust and rhythm, a heart that beats,
Duluth's old guardian, on concrete streets.
Tourists snap their pictures, quick and bright,
But they don't see the magic in the fading light.
The way the cables hum a lonely tune,
Beneath the harvest moon, arriving soon.
She's a stubborn woman, built to last,
Ignoring winter's icy blast.
She's seen the booms and felt the bust,
A silent witness, built on trust.
Sarah's selling hot dogs, a greasy smile,
Watches lovers linger for a little while.
The bridge a backdrop, painted blue,
Promises whispered, strong and true.
Lift and lake, a slow, steel grace,
Holding worlds within this watery space.
Rust and rhythm, a heart that beats,
Duluth's old guardian, on concrete streets.
The fog rolls in, a ghostly shroud,
The bridge ascends, speaking aloud.
A metal giant, stretching high,
Kissing the clouds as seagulls fly.
Lift and lake, a slow, steel grace,
Holding worlds within this watery space.
Rust and rhythm, a heart that beats,
Duluth's old guardian, on concrete streets.
Steel and water, side by side,
Underneath the vast and endless tide.
Lift and lake, forevermore,
Duluth's heartbeat, to the shore.
