Track Insight / Lyrics
The cypress trees along the bayou sway
Their Spanish moss whispers in the breeze
A stained-glass artist sits cross-legged here
Painting windows for the houses, year by year
Her palette's full of autumn hues
Golden yellows, scarlets, emerald blues
She mixes them into masterful scenes
Transmuting ordinary into ethereal dreams
Oh, in these night screens, I'm lost inside
Puzzled and captured, I slowly glide
Through stained glass worlds of amber, rose
Where time dissolves and I'm absolved and grows
Passersby observe the changing art
While she remains oblivious, fixed on her heart
A story unfolding, frame by colored frame
An homage to the city, her native game
Her brushstrokes capture life's vivid spark
From concrete to soul, she builds her mark
Each piece a testament to her gaze
Illuminating beauty in the craze
Oh, in these night screens, I'm lost inside
Puzzled and captured, I slowly glide
Through stained glass worlds of amber, rose
Where time dissolves and I'm absolved and grows
In this liminal space, our paths have crossed
Two strangers drawn to the art we've lost
In stained glass scenes, our hearts now reside
Connected in a fleeting, digital tide
Oh, in these night screens, we're lost inside
Embracing the magic, our spirits glide
Through stained glass worlds of amber, rose
Where time dissolves and our souls compose
The cypress trees continue to sway
The bayou flows, night unfolds in gray
A single tear drops from the artist's eye
For in the screens, our night dreams won't die
