Track Insight / Lyrics
Gauges scraunched, tram rails scream
Passengers jostle, midtown heedless
Rain-soaked shoulders, badges shone
Thin-blooded rats scurrying in wealth's shadow
Neon shimmers hard in rain
Grinding gears, markets never sleep
Boston steel, Boston pride
Frayed hope, but never yield
Shackled by the streets I roam
Hope a flicker, fingertips cold
Shackled by the truth I've known
In this cage, I'm wild and old
Battered delis, grimy dives
Salvation Army benches, patched and worn
Faded billboards loom like ghosts
Gaslit alleyways, hearts that yearn
Neon shimmers hard in rain
Grinding gears, markets never sleep
Boston steel, Boston pride
Frayed hope, but never yield
Shackled by the streets I roam
Hope a flicker, fingertips cold
Shackled by the truth I've known
In this cage, I'm wild and old
Guitar Solo
Fretboard warfare, chords aflame
Scales scorched, riffs alight
Pulse of progress, rhythm's claim
A city's throb, a heartbeat tight
Shackled by the streets I stand
Hope a ember, fierce and bright
Shackled by the truth I've found
In this darkness, I ignite
Spire of the Old North bell
Siren wail, night's lonely song
Fading towers, forgotten tales
Boston echoes, where I belong
