Track Insight / Lyrics
One, two, three, four steps I go
Through the hallowed halls of the forgotten time
Each fold a memory, a line from a story untold
In the dim echoing stairwell, my paper wing unfolds
The stacks of ancient ledgers and worn leather-bound tomes
Whisper secrets of yesteryear, their spines lined with gold
I run my fingers over the raised letters of forgotten names
Seeking solace in crumbling pages, the ghosts of what remains
Faded edges, whispers of a world long gone
In the silence, I find my own voice rising strong
A fragile bird taking flight, so small but bold
Leaving footprints in the dust, a story yet untold
Four, five, six steps, a symphony
Paper whispers until it's just me
In the corner of a forgotten place
I'm soaring, free, without a trace
The scent of aged paper, the snap of a page turned
A world of imagination dawns, the darkness has burned
I tuck my worries in the shelves, let nostalgia take hold
As I become a fiction, a character yet to unfold
Faded edges, whispers of a world long gone
In the silence, I find my own voice rising strong
A fragile bird taking flight, so small but bold
Leaving footprints in the dust, a story yet untold
Four, five, six steps, a symphony
Paper whispers until it's just me
In the corner of a forgotten place
I'm soaring, free, without a trace
Time stands still, the present and past align
In this sacred space, it's only me and my mind
With every step, a chapter closes, a new one starts
In the heart of a library, a writer's journey takes flight
Seven, eight, nine, ten steps, no destination
Just the thrill of the unknown, an endless creation
In the corner of a forgotten place
I'm flying free, untethered, head held high in this space
(Soft piano arpeggios, fade out)
In the quiet basement, the journey's done
A child's paper dream settles back to dust under the sun
But the story lives on, etched in every fold
Of the paper wing, forever to be told.
