Track Insight / Lyrics
Mist hangs low on the water's face,
Steel ribs hum in this lonely place.
A silent watch, a shadowed keep,
Secrets the river will always sleep.
Old man Hemlock, with hands like twine,
Built a brass lookout, a relic of time.
Under the bridge where the currents flow,
Watching the world, both fast and slow.
River telescope, silver and bright,
Catching the starlight in the fading light.
Lost ships sailing on a dream,
Reflections shimmer, a watery gleam.
He polished the lenses with a worn-out rag,
Saw phantom sailors, a ghostly flag.
Each passing barge a story untold,
Whispers of journeys, both brave and bold.
River telescope, silver and bright,
Catching the starlight in the fading light.
Lost ships sailing on a dream,
Reflections shimmer, a watery gleam.
Coffee steams, a greasy spoon glow,
Regulars murmur, soft and low.
He talks to the river, a quiet friend,
Stories of lifetimes that never end.
River telescope, silver and bright,
Catching the starlight in the fading light.
Lost ships sailing on a dream,
Reflections shimmer, a watery gleam.
The bridge sighs heavy, a concrete groan,
Hemlock is fading, almost alone.
But the telescope stands, steady and true,
Holding the memories, me and you.
River telescope, silver and bright,
Catching the starlight, burning so bright!
Lost ships sailing on a dream,
Reflections shimmer, a shimmering gleam!
Steel and water, mist and grace,
A timeless watch in a forgotten place.
The river remembers, the telescope sees,
Whispers of wonder on the evening breeze.
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