You lean on cold gray cobblestone
A skeleton of steel alone
The chain is slack and stained with brown
The quietest ghost in this old town
The Hedera helix climbs the wheel
Cold winter air meets frozen steel
The sap is slow the air is thin
Wait for the cycle to begin
Oh you are sinking in the clay
Where winter colors fade to gray
Your silver frame begins to bend
Where the garden and the alley blend
The rubber tires have lost their air
A lonely frame in winter's glare
The leather seat is cracked and torn
Beneath a sky where frost is born
The Hedera helix climbs the wheel
Cold winter air meets frozen steel
The sap is slow the air is thin
Wait for the cycle to begin
Oh you are sinking in the clay
Where winter colors fade to gray
Your silver frame begins to bend
Where the garden and the alley blend
I plant the seeds in frozen ground
Where heavy silence can be found
I speak the Latin names of green
The hidden life that stays unseen
The spokes are locking with the vine
A slow and steady green design
You are not broken you are home
Inside the rich and heavy loam
Oh you are sinking in the clay
Where winter colors fade to gray
Your silver frame begins to bend
Where the garden and the alley blend
The ice will melt and rain will fall
The ivy grows across the wall
You merge with earth in deep repose
Until the first wild primrose grows
Oh you are sinking in the clay
Where winter colors fade to gray
Your silver frame begins to bend
Where the garden and the alley blend
Rust and root, rust and root
Wait for the spring to take shoot
