Track Insight / Lyrics
Lost strays, souls astray, on your worn walkways,
Under fading sunbeams where laughter once played,
Echoes of a time, love and life did bask,
Now in perpetual twilight, your heart stays aghast.
Yet in your shadows, secrets still resound,
Whispers of a past that time has turned around,
In every creak and groan, a story still abounds,
As your weathered walls, the tales that you've found.
Gossamer sea mist, a veil to the sea,
Where seagulls cry and wail, eternity,
You stand as a sentinel, against the tempest's plea,
A beacon for the broken, the lonesome, you'll hear their plea.
Yet in your shadows, secrets still resound,
Whispers of a past that time has turned around,
In every creak and groan, a story still abounds,
As your weathered walls, the tales that you've found.
Rattle and moan, as the waves assault your bones,
Echoes of the anguish, that only you atone,
For all that's been forsaken, lost, and undone,
In your heart of cedar, a counterpoint is sung.
Shred through the fog, as the storm hangs by a thread,
In every measure taken, a city's heart is fed,
The rhythm of your surrender, the beat of your pain,
In every sixteenth note, a battle's refrain.
Yet in your shadows, secrets still resound,
Whispers of a past that time has turned around,
In every creak and groan, a story still abounds,
As your weathered walls, the tales that you've found,
Secrets still resound... Abundant tales... Worn walkways... Last stand...
