Track Insight / Lyrics
Old clock ticks, a steady pace
Kettle whistles, takes its place
Silver compass, cold embrace
Stands on the shelf, a hidden trace
Sunrise streaks, a crimson line
Across the wall, the colors shine
Waiting here, a different time
One bus ticket, one last sign
Runaway eyes, searching high
For a place to touch the sky
Silver point south, don't you cry
With every mile, we learn to fly
Sunbeams dance, on chipped tile floor
Empty cups, from nights before
Paper bag lies, by the door
Dreams unfold, and ask for more
Sunrise streaks, a crimson line
Across the wall, the colors shine
Waiting here, a different time
One bus ticket, one last sign
Runaway eyes, searching high
For a place to touch the sky
Silver point south, don't you cry
With every mile, we learn to fly
Highway hum, a lonesome sound
Headlights blur, on hallowed ground
Whispered names, lost and found
Freedom's call, in every town
Compass spins, a whispered plea
Lost in the leaves, of a changing tree
Memories fade, beneath the moon's decree
Silver point south, sets my spirit free
Runaway eyes, searching high
For a place to touch the sky
Silver point south, don't you cry
With every mile, we learn to fly
Dusty roads, beneath the stars
Heartbeat drum, with distant cars
Silver point south, who we are
Two souls adrift, breaking bars
Runaway eyes, searching high
For a place to touch the sky
Silver point south, don't you cry
With every mile, we learn to fly
