Track Insight / Lyrics
(Industrial mechanical sounds, taiko drums, bass kick)
Silo of secrets, unseen eyes
Fleeting moments, dry whispers rise
In carbon cryo-freeze, records sleep
Unlocking tales, a fly to keep
Graffiti scrawled on forgotten walls
Forgotten corners, all dusty halls
Paper wings, a wisp of white
Guarding hidden rows, through endless nights
Tessellated tiles in dizzying grid
Copper filigree, a cryptic lid
Faded ledgers, yellowed with age
Parchments preserved, in a timeless cage
Paper airplane, launched with care
Cruising silent, through the basement air
Turbulent updrafts, from spinning fans
Wheels of fate, in those dusty plans
In the library's heart, where shadows play
A tiny traveler, starts its dismay
Escaping secrets, born to roam
Flying free, this paper plane's home
Rusty ladders, reaching to the sky
Forgotten novels, with covers dry
Dust motes dance, in cold beamed light
Silent stories, waiting through the night
Lost among shelves, a mile or more
Row upon row, an explorer's score
Every volume, a world untold
In this labyrinth, where knowledge's gold
Paper airplane, tilting, gliding
Through a maze of books, it's always hiding
Seeking adventure, through every turn
A tiny pioneer, until it yearns
In the library's heart, where shadows play
A tiny traveler, starts its dismay
Escaping secrets, born to roam
Flying free, this paper plane's home
Silo of secrets, unseen eyes
Fleeting moments, dry whispers rise
In carbon cryo-freeze, records sleep
Unlocking tales, a fly to keep
Paper airplane, launching high
Through the library's labyrinth, it touches the sky
Freedom in its flight, it soars with glee
This tiny winged dream, wild and carefree
(Industrial mechanical sounds fade out)
Silent library, a slumbering keep
Guarding its secrets, in ancient sleep
Paper wings, a wisp of white
Flying high, in the morning light.
