Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in a pale moonbeam,
Coffee steamin', a half-forgotten dream.
She watches shadows lengthen and creep,
Secrets the overgrown backyard keeps.
Chrome glints softly on the diner wall,
Another late night, answerin' freedom's call.
She pours the coffee, slow and strong and black,
While watchin' the workshop, never lookin' back.
Rust and bloom, a tangled grace,
Overgrown secrets in that lonely place.
He builds his wonders, hidden from the sun,
She's the quiet keeper 'til the night is done.
The plywood shutters, nailed up tight and low,
Hidein' sparks flyin', a restless glow.
He tinkers and hammers, a solitary sound,
While weeds climb higher, coverin' the ground.
Rust and bloom, a tangled grace,
Overgrown secrets in that lonely place.
He builds his wonders, hidden from the sun,
She's the quiet keeper 'til the night is done.
Old garden gnomes, with paint chipped and worn,
Stand silent witness to a life forlorn.
A swing set creakin', a ghost of laughter's plea,
Lost childhood echoes for only her to see.
He used to smile, a flash of silver bright,
Before the darkness swallowed up the light.
Now just the whirring, and the metal's moan,
A man rebuildin' what's already flown.
A chipped teacup, a faded photograph,
Remnants of a joy that broke in half.
She traces patterns on the foggy glass,
Wonderin' if this feeling ever will pass.
Rust and bloom, a tangled grace,
Overgrown secrets in that lonely place.
He builds his wonders, hidden from the sun,
She's the quiet keeper 'til the night is done.
The first gray light kisses the morning dew,
Another shift over, another day anew.
She locks the diner, steps into the breeze,
And walks that backyard, among the tangled trees.
Rust and bloom, a tangled grace,
Overgrown secrets in that lonely place.
He builds his wonders, hidden from the sun,
She's the quiet keeper 'til the night is done.
Just rust and bloom, beneath the sky,
Watchin' the hours slowly drift on by.
Quiet keeper, silent and true,
Watchin' over him, and the dreams he knew.
