Fare ends where the pavement breaks
Music rises, the ruin wakes
Rusty girders hold the sky
Notes climb up where pigeons fly
Wheels stop turning, meter dies
Steel breathes soft in green disguise
No fare due for what he plays
Just moss and strings in purple haze
Rust bow sings on dead ground
Green takes back the iron sound
Every note a root unbound
Beauty grows where silence drowned
Rosin dust on frozen strings
Factory ghost has lost its sting
Ivy crawls through window frames
Each phrase calls it by new names
Wheels stop turning, meter dies
Steel breathes soft in green disguise
No fare due for what he plays
Just moss and strings in purple haze
Rust bow sings on dead ground
Green takes back the iron sound
Every note a root unbound
Beauty grows where silence drowned
Rain taps roof of cab and hall
Violin echoes off the wall
Passenger left long ago
Driver stays for one more show
Rust bow sings on dead ground
Green takes back the iron sound
Every note a root unbound
Beauty grows where silence drowned
Bow hair frays on bridge of steel
Moss drinks deep what rust won't heal
Melody turns lead to gold
Stories that the stones have told
Rust bow sings on dead ground
Green takes back the iron sound
Every note a root unbound
Beauty grows where silence drowned
Dawn paints gold on moss and wire
Final chord cuts through the choir
Meter starts with a steady beat
Driver rolls on down the street
Rust bow sings on dead ground
Green takes back the iron sound
Every note a root unbound
Beauty grows where silence drowned
Rust bow fades, but green remains
Steel sings soft in mossy veins