Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in a fading beam,
Telephone wires hum a waking dream.
Greenhouse glass, a fragile skin,
Let the quiet wildness settle in.
You trace the veins on a fern unfurled,
Another lost world in a glass-walled world.
The forest edge breathes a cedar sigh,
Reflecting shadows as the hours fly.
A flicker of light on a frosted pane,
Whispers of stories, calling your name.
This hidden garden, a secret place,
Lost in the stillness, time and space.
Pineglow static, a hazy hue,
Filtering sunlight just for you.
Every leaf a memory, softly shown,
A whispered promise, you're not alone.
You water the orchids, pale and bright,
Holding the darkness against the night.
The scent of damp earth, a grounding grace,
A fragile beauty in this lonely space.
A flicker of light on a frosted pane,
Whispers of stories, calling your name.
This hidden garden, a secret place,
Lost in the stillness, time and space.
Pineglow static, a hazy hue,
Filtering sunlight just for you.
Every leaf a memory, softly shown,
A whispered promise, you're not alone.
The bus rolls by with a distant groan,
Another life lived, passing unknown.
You watch the faces, blurred and fleet,
Longing for a road, a different street.
Pineglow static, a hazy hue,
Filtering sunlight just for you.
Every leaf a memory, softly shown,
A whispered promise, you're not alone.
A single bloom, a delicate grace,
Reflects the longing in your face.
The broken glass, a story untold,
A fragile heart, brave and bold.
Pineglow static, a hazy hue,
Filtering sunlight just for you.
Every leaf a memory, softly shown,
A whispered promise, you're not alone.
The shadows lengthen, the air grows cool,
Lost in the greenhouse, breaking the rule.
A moment suspended, a silent plea,
Just the light and the leaves, and you and me.
Pineglow static, a vibrant hue,
Filtering sunlight, shining through.
Every leaf a memory, brightly shown,
You're not alone, you're coming home.
Static fades, the light grows dim,
A whispered echo, within, within.
Greenhouse whispers, soft and low,
Pineglow static, let the wild things grow.
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