Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light,
Another day surrenders to the night.
Old steel sleeps beneath the summer haze,
Lost in echoes of forgotten days.
Cracked paint peels on a faded red,
A farmer's ghost inside his weary head.
This tractor's seen a hundred harvests go,
Now rusting slow, a silent, steady show.
But on the hood, a monarch takes its rest,
Orange wings against the weathered chest.
A fragile beauty, fleeting, free and bold,
A story whispered, centuries old.
The engine's cold, the tires worn and flat,
Remember fields, and where the wild things sat.
He'd drive 'til dusk, a silhouette so strong,
Humming tunes that carried all along.
But on the hood, a monarch takes its rest,
Orange wings against the weathered chest.
A fragile beauty, fleeting, free and bold,
A story whispered, centuries old.
The sun dips low, a golden, amber hue,
Kissing fields of corn and morning dew.
The metal sighs, a creaking, gentle sound,
As shadows stretch across the fertile ground.
Life finds a way, in cracks and broken seams,
A tiny flicker, chasing faded dreams.
The butterfly knows nothing of the past,
Just sunshine warmth, and moments meant to last.
He used to say, "Everything must bend,"
"Like wheat in wind, until the very end."
He'd mend and patch, with hands both rough and true,
A quiet strength in everything he'd do.
But on the hood, a monarch takes its rest,
Orange wings against the weathered chest.
A fragile beauty, fleeting, free and bold,
A story whispered, centuries old.
Now fireflies blink, a chorus soft and low,
As darkness gathers, and the cool winds blow.
The tractor dreams of days now long since gone,
Beneath the stars, until the break of dawn.
And on the hood, a monarch finds its peace,
Orange wings, a moment's sweet release.
A fragile beauty, vibrant, free and bright,
A golden whisper in the fading light.
Rust and wings, a quiet, gentle grace,
Time keeps moving at its own slow pace.
Rust and wings, a memory held tight,
Lost in shadows, bathed in pale moonlight.
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