Track Insight / Lyrics
Sun bleeds low, paints the sky with rust
Graveyard quiet falls on the backyard's dust
Weathered fence boards warped and cracked with time
A forgotten world in every tangled vine
Rusted copper weathervane spins so slow
Pointing North, but the wind don't blow
Tells a story of seasons gone and lost
Memories like dust, at a bitter cost
The workshop's dark, the tools lay still
A faded apron, a worker's will
An old dog sleeps beneath the window pane
Dreaming dreams of work, and sunshine rain
Rusted copper weathervane spins so slow
Pointing North, but the wind don't blow
Tells a story of seasons gone and lost
Memories like dust, at a bitter cost
Shadows stretch long, the moon climbs high
A lonely owl hoots in the fading sky
The copper gleam catches a silver light
A beacon of what was, in the long dark night
Remember warmth, the smell of wood and steam
Those busy hands, a craftsman's dream
The hammer's clang, the sawdust in the air
Moments precious, now a silent prayer
The backyard sleeps, the world moves on
But memories linger, like the whispered dawn
The rusty copper, a silent sentinel
Guarding secrets, the stories it can tell
Rusted copper weathervane spins so slow
Pointing North, but the wind don't blow
Tells a story of seasons gone and lost
Memories like dust, at a bitter cost
Close your eyes, and listen to the sigh
Of the wind in the leaves, beneath the twilight sky
Feel the warmth, the touch of a hand so dear
The past remains, even when all is unclear
Rusted copper weathervane spins so slow
Pointing North, but the wind don't blow
Tells a story of seasons gone and lost
Memories like dust, at a bitter cost
(Rustle of leaves fading, silence)
