Track Insight / Lyrics
Hard hat shadows the wire line
Moss climbs the pole like green wine
He clips the sheath with steady hand
Silence hums across the land
Copper sings beneath the green
Old voices lost in between
He listens deep where roots entwine
Time unwinds on borrowed line
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Nature rewrites broken signs
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Green reclaims the copper vines
Diner clock ticks past midnight
Eggs flip yellow, bacon white
Joe stares out at telephone poles
Dreams of moss on broken souls
Static dies where ivy creeps
History buried, nature keeps
He hears the earth reclaim the call
Silence answers after all
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Nature rewrites broken signs
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Green reclaims the copper vines
Brick walls crumble, windows gone
Vines swallow where the foreman shone
Repairman smiles, packs his gear
Green song is all he needs to hear
No dial tone, just wind and rain
Moss writes numbers on the plain
Cook flips burgers, night goes on
Green and copper, dusk to dawn
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Nature rewrites broken signs
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Green reclaims the copper vines
Morning light paints moss in gold
Stories of the wire told
Cook wipes down the stainless steel
Another shift, another meal
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Nature rewrites broken signs
Moss on the lines, moss on the lines
Green reclaims the copper vines
Coffee cold, the grill goes dark
Moss keeps climbing, leaves its mark
