Track Insight / Lyrics
Crumbling slats, gum-slicked, jelly-sandaled feet
Summers spilled beneath the fire escape, sweet treats
Whispers over flower boxes, secret handshakes, nighttime games
Forgotten snow globes, a typewriter, neons hum in vain
Now her hands are gone, but I still find traces
Tucked behind the toolshed, in the crevice's embrace
Her scent on threadbare leather, worn smooth by sweat
Echoes of our fingers, intertwined, a secret kept
Moonlit glove, a lonely sentinel
Guarding stories, of our hearts' relics and spells
Under stars, past midnight, it beckons me
To hold its warmth, to be closer, to remember we used to be
Picket fence, once painted blue, now weathered gray
A snapshot frozen, mid-summer, in perpetual haze
Tattered curtains, second-story, a hodgepodge of rooms
Where laughter, tears, and whispers dared to bloom
Now her hands are gone, but I still find traces
Tucked behind the toolshed, in the crevice's embrace
Her scent on threadbare leather, worn smooth by sweat
Echoes of our fingers, intertwined, a secret kept
Moonlit glove, a lonely sentinel
Guarding stories, of our hearts' relics and spells
Under stars, past midnight, it beckons me
To hold its warmth, to be closer, to remember we used to be
I rub the worn pads, feel the shape of her hand
The valley between fingers, a map of our rapport
Between the lines, a history etched, like ancient writing
A love letter, signed with the sweat of our hearts' beating
Moonlit glove, a lonely sentinel
Guarding stories, of our hearts' relics and spells
Under stars, past midnight, it whispers back to me
The love we made, the ghosts that still come to visit, you and me
So I'll slide it on, under the moon's silver gaze
And let the echoes wash over, in this reverie
As the crickets serenade, I'll whisper our names
And the night will hold us together, just like the old times.
