Track Insight / Lyrics
Old brick breathes a silent plea,
Spanish moss, a memory.
Squares asleep in hazy light,
Whispers carried through the night.
I hang from limbs, a silver drape,
Seen a century's slow escape.
Horse-drawn carts and ladies' lace,
Lost romances in this place.
Savannah ghosts, they sway and weep,
Secrets buried in their sleep.
Sun-bleached stones and shadows fall,
I've witnessed rise and ruin of all.
Heard the soldiers marchin' by,
Underneath a stormy sky.
Felt the heartache, low and deep,
Promises the city couldn't keep.
Savannah ghosts, they sway and weep,
Secrets buried in their sleep.
Sun-bleached stones and shadows fall,
I've witnessed rise and ruin of all.
I've watched the river ebb and flow,
Seen fortunes come and fortunes go.
Sweet tea sipped on porches wide,
Stories whispered, side by side.
Savannah ghosts, they sway and weep,
Secrets buried in their sleep.
Sun-bleached stones and shadows fall,
I've witnessed rise and ruin of all.
A yellow cab, a hurried fare,
Folks look up but don't quite stare.
They feel a chill, a touch of grace,
A fleeting glimpse of time and space.
I'm woven through the iron gates,
A silent witness to the fates.
The weight of years, a gentle hold,
More precious than silver or gold.
A slow unwind, a hazy view,
Everything old is somehow new.
The scent of jasmine fills the air,
A fragile beauty beyond compare.
Each falling leaf a whispered sign,
Of lives entwined, and love divine.
Savannah ghosts, they sway and weep,
Secrets buried in their sleep.
Sun-bleached stones and shadows fall,
I've witnessed rise and ruin of all.
Just swaying slow, a silver thread,
Memories linger, though the years have fled.
Savannah sleeps, beneath my shade,
A timeless story, gently played.
