Track Insight / Lyrics
In the piney dark where land meets sky
I hear the whir of mechanical dreams
A relic from a neon age gone by
Edge of the woods, where telephone poles seem
To stretch to touch the stars, their metal spears
Skimming the tops of lonely whispers there
Out of the shadows, an old tale unfurls
Whispers of what long-gone nights entwined
With the silent pulse of city streets that swirl
In my mind, a symphony sublime
Neon motes sail through the forest gloom
Freighted with secrets of the metropolis moon
Dancing in the dark, they weave and they twine
Electrifying, in my ancient brown machine
Heavens aglimmer, as I type by the glow
Of childhood memories: city lights alloy
With every key depression, a story unfolds
Of vibrant hues and noise, a world apart from this
Solitude's embrace, where my fingers roam
Summoning echoes of the digital home
Out of the silence, the tales resurface bright
Stories of long nights, of love lit by the city's light
In the geometry of the darkness, I find
A strange sense of belonging to the urban design
Neon motes sail through the forest gloom
Freighted with secrets of the metropolis moon
Dancing in the dark, they weave and they twine
Electrifying, in my ancient brown machine
Lonely beats in time with the wind's sigh
A midnight symphony, the trees seem to reply
I'm in the midst of duality, still untamed
A heart that yearns for the metropolitan game
Neon motes sail through the forest gloom
Dancing in the dark, they weave and they twine
Electrifying, in my ancient brown machine
Typewriter's hum fades into the night...
MF
