Track Insight / Lyrics
I lean against the rusted rail
My paper skin is thin and frail
The Hedera helix climbs the wall
I watch the heavy raindrops fall
The ink begins to blur and bleed
A dormant hope, a hidden seed
The rooftop tiles are charcoal slate
I hold my breath and learn to wait
Saturated, soaked in blue
A letter written just for you
I fold the corners, hold the line
Until the winter sun will shine
The Latin names are etched in green
The softest moss I've ever seen
I smell the damp and heavy loam
A lonely page so far from home
The ink begins to blur and bleed
A dormant hope, a hidden seed
The rooftop tiles are charcoal slate
I hold my breath and learn to wait
Saturated, soaked in blue
A letter written just for you
I fold the corners, hold the line
Until the winter sun will shine
The city hums a distant tune
Beneath a pale and silver moon
My fibers stretch and start to tear
Suspended in the humid air
Sown in soil of salt and stone
I face the sudden gale alone
But roots will hold and stems will rise
To meet the gold of morning skies
Saturated, soaked in blue
A letter written just for you
I fold the corners, hold the line
Until the winter sun will shine
The Paris wind begins to cease
The restless terrace finds its peace
The ink is dry, the words are clear
The hand I crave is drawing near
Saturated, soaked in blue
A letter written just for you
I fold the corners, hold the line
Until the winter sun will shine
Ink and ivy, gold and gray
I finally find my sunny day
