Track Insight / Lyrics
Steel wheels whisper, a lonely sound,
Fog hangs heavy on the rail yard ground.
A silent witness, weathered and worn,
A rusty watering can, quietly born.
He's seen the switchmen, faces gray,
Heard the boxcars rumble and sway.
Watched the lovers meet in the misty light,
And lonely travelers vanish in the night.
He held the rainwater, cool and deep,
For flowers planted while the city sleeps.
A touch of color in a world of grime,
Lost moments captured, frozen in time.
Rust and fog, a fading hue,
Watching over dreams, both old and new.
Silent guardian, steadfast and true,
Rust and fog, seeing you through.
The yard boss swore he'd throw him away,
Said progress marched on, day by day.
But something held him, a stubborn plea,
A memory clinging for all to see.
He remembers children, small and free,
Filling him with water, happily.
Little hands reaching, a joyful grace,
A simple kindness in this forgotten place.
Rust and fog, a fading hue,
Watching over dreams, both old and new.
Silent guardian, steadfast and true,
Rust and fog, seeing you through.
Years have passed, the paint has peeled,
But a quiet strength is still revealed.
He stands defiant, against the breeze,
A whispered story among the trees.
Now the trains don't stop like they used to do,
The yard's mostly empty, faded from view.
Still, he lingers, a patient friend,
Watching the seasons endlessly bend.
Rust and fog, a fading hue,
Watching over dreams, both old and new.
Silent guardian, steadfast and true,
Rust and fog, seeing you through.
Rust and fog… slowly fade,
Memories linger, a sweet cascade.
A silent witness, standing tall,
Rust and fog… watching over all.
