Track Insight / Lyrics
My hands once lit by candles' glow
Now chipped and numb from winter's woe
I long for minutes marked by motion's pace
But dusk entombs the clock's pulsing race
An hourglass turns yet time stands still
The moon a glowing gash, the world's chill
Each mote of sawdust falls in slow descent
While inside, my heart throbs, counts without relent
In this orchard shrouded in a silent night
Time's cadence lost, a frozen plight
Each speck of sawmill dust falls like a tear
Echoes of a heartbeat, forlorn and clear
The saw lies idle, shards of wood cold
Dreams of clocks running, stories untold
In the stillness, I recall the din
Of gears working, time's relentless spin
An hourglass turns yet time stands still
The moon a glowing gash, the world's chill
Each mote of sawdust falls in slow descent
While inside, my heart throbs, counts without relent
In this orchard shrouded in a silent night
Time's cadence lost, a frozen plight
Each speck of sawmill dust falls like a tear
Echoes of a heartbeat, forlorn and clear
The sawdust motes, a mesmerizing fall
A microcosm of time standing still at all
Each particle, a story, grain by grain
A world of moments frozen in reframed pain
In this orchard shrouded in a silent night
Time's cadence lost, a frozen plight
Each speck of sawmill dust falls like a tear
Echoes of a heartbeat, forlorn and clear
So I sit here, a clockmaker lost in time
As sawdust motes, my heart and mind entwine
In this stillness, the world moves ahead
But I remain here, my pulse forever dead.
