Track Insight / Lyrics
Cobblestone breathes a silver sheen,
Before the city wakes, unseen.
A fragile wire, a whispered plea,
Above the square, for you and me.
He climbs the strands, a sun-bleached bone,
*Acer negundo*, utterly alone.
Each twisted cable, a slender vine,
A Roman garden, a dangerous design.
Roman static, a humming grace,
Lost in the hollow of time and space.
A single tremor, a breathless fall,
He dances with shadows, answering the call.
The scent of espresso, faint and low,
*Rosa canina* starts to grow.
A cafe awakens, a sleepy sigh,
As dawn arrives in the Roman sky.
Roman static, a humming grace,
Lost in the hollow of time and space.
A single tremor, a breathless fall,
He dances with shadows, answering the call.
The stone remembers a Caesar's tread,
*Lavandula angustifolia* softly spread.
He grips the wire, a fleeting hold,
A story whispered, centuries old.
Roman static, a humming grace,
Lost in the hollow of time and space.
A single tremor, a breathless fall,
He dances with shadows, answering the call.
A fragile balance, a trembling line,
*Hedera helix*, a twisting sign.
He sees the world from a different view,
A painted canvas, morning dew.
The church bells chime, a distant plea,
*Ficus benjamina*, watching free.
A final stretch, a daring quest,
A silent prayer within his chest.
Roman static, a humming grace,
Lost in the hollow of time and space.
A single tremor, a breathless fall,
He dances with shadows, answering the call.
The wire sings a silver thread,
A city waking, overhead.
He lands on stone, a gentle sound,
Lost and found, on Roman ground.
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