Track Insight / Lyrics
You watch zeppelin shadows stretch on Hudson grey
Sirens bleed through fog where Quercus used to sway
Your stomata drink the sulfur, carbon, lead and clay
Roots remember bedrock where the island used to pray
Manhattan mist and moss cling to your iron skin
The airship wail unwinds the chlorophyll within
You photosynthesize the noise to oxygen
Dawn breaks slow on bedrock where the roots begin
Your xylem lifts the moisture from the subway steam
Pneumatophores breathe where concrete cracked the seam
Sphagnum cushions steps on financial district floor
Tillandsia drinks the dew from copper, glass and ore
Manhattan mist and moss cling to your iron skin
The airship wail unwinds the chlorophyll within
You photosynthesize the noise to oxygen
Dawn breaks slow on bedrock where the roots begin
The Doppler scream bends light through Epiphyte crowns
You anchor deeper where the schist bedrock grounds
Mycelium networks thread the rusted I-beam bones
Fruiting bodies bloom where finance casts its drone
Sirens fade to harmonic overtones of brass
You transpire calm through leaves of tempered glass
The city exhales carbon, you gift oxygen back
Equilibrium found in dawn's first light attack
Ginkgo biloba fans unfold on Broadway Street
Living fossils drink the rose-gold morning sweet
Your lenticels exchange the soot for something clean
The loudest jungle that the world has ever seen
Manhattan mist and moss cling to your iron skin
The airship wail unwinds the chlorophyll within
You photosynthesize the noise to oxygen
Dawn breaks slow on bedrock where the roots begin
Now horns blow long as aerial roots embrace the sky
You store the sulfur compounds where the mycorrhizae lie
The concrete canopy holds moisture through the day
A sylvan metabolism in steel and clay
Manhattan mist and moss cling to your iron skin
The airship wail unwinds the chlorophyll within
You photosynthesize the noise to oxygen
Dawn breaks slow on bedrock where the roots begin
Each siren fades to nutrient the day pulls in
Manhattan mist and moss — you let the light begin
Roots drink the dawn, the city breathes you in
Manhattan mist and moss on iron skin
