Track Insight / Lyrics
Neon signs, a hazy blur,
My boots tread where the city stirs.
Tracks rumble, a distant groan,
The midnight hour, I stand alone.
Blue denim etched in starlight bright,
I trace the lines of city light.
A welder's torch, a worker's creed,
These concrete seams, a world I heed.
Whispers drift on windswept sighs,
Stories etched on steel-worn eyes.
Lonely souls, a fleeting glance,
Searching for a second chance.
Blue denim etched in starlight bright,
I trace the lines of city light.
A welder's torch, a worker's creed,
These concrete seams, a world I heed.
Forgotten dreams, beneath the street,
Where broken hopes and sorrows meet.
The clang of metal, a mournful sound,
The city's heart, profound.
Blue denim etched in starlight bright,
I trace the lines of city light.
A welder's torch, a worker's creed,
These concrete seams, a world I heed.
Headlights blur, a fleeting gleam,
Another night, another dream.
The city sleeps, a lullaby,
Beneath the steel, I watch it fly.
The sparks ignite, a fiery dance,
A testament to time and chance.
These scars remain, a timeless trace,
The city's face, a sacred space.
The dawn approaches, soft and slow,
A new day breaks, a gentle glow.
The city stirs, a silent sigh,
Beneath a pale, awakening sky.
Blue denim faded, starlight dim,
I leave behind this midnight hymn.
A welder's soul, forever bound,
To these concrete seams, on hallowed ground.
Echoes fade, the night recedes,
A city sleeps, beneath its steeds.
