Track Insight / Lyrics
Welder's torch in my hand
River's secrets I hold tight
Fading embers of the day
Lighting up shadows in the night
Gravel crunching beneath my boots
On the lonely bridge I stand
Watching headlights pierce the mist
A solitary vigil to keep
Oh, this midnight world is mine
As I work through the dark hours, I design
Every rivet, every plate
A bridge to carry more than weight
Dreams, hopes, and fears we bear
In this metal vein that's laid bare
As I weld, it beats like a heart
In the pulsing, spitting light we start
Forged from steel, yet buoyed by hopes
Every joint a silent promise, every scope
Of vision held in orbital gaze
Seeing the roads that river's ways
Will cut through lives, weave them tight
In reason, rhyme, or discordant beat
And in each new link I forge tonight
A tale of bridges, old and bright
Fireflies of sparks ascend
In syncopated rhythm with my breath
The bridge is born, as I bend
These flames that dance, these sparks that blend
Oh, this midnight world is mine
As I work through the dark hours, I design
Every rivet, every plate
A bridge to carry more than weight
Dreams, hopes, and fears we bear
In this metal vein that's laid bare
As I weld, it beats like a heart
In the pulsing, spitting light we start
The mist rolls in, a cloak of gray
As dawn's first light draws near, I'm still at play
Though labor's done, the work is not complete
Until the bridge stands strong, a feat
That'll outlast my own slow fade
Into the night that once I made
Yet in its beams, my legacy stays
For all to cross, night or day
In dreams, I'll see it come alive
Rivers of souls, a muffled sigh
As travelers pass, they feel the might
Of the bridge I built, through day and night
That will withstand the tests of time
With a beauty that's sublime
Yet imperfect, warts and all, a tale
Of human hearts that threw their might
Oh, this midnight world is mine
As I work through the dark hours, I design
Every rivet, every plate
A bridge to carry more than weight
Dreams, hopes, and fears we bear
In this metal vein that's laid bare
As I weld, it beats like a heart
In the pulsing, spitting light we start
Neon sparks on my hands
Worklight sparks in my eyes
As the river flows below
I carry the night's designs
