Track Insight / Lyrics
Streetlights bleed on frosted glass
Shadows stretch, the moments pass
Empty benches, a silent plea
Park City sleeps, just her and me
I'm the sign above O'Malley's door
Seen a hundred winters, and a thousand more
Miners' boots and laughter bright
Faded glory in the pale moonlight
Silver veins beneath the snow
Whispers of a long ago
Dust and dreams and fortunes lost
Counting the winter's heavy cost
I'm the brick beneath the barber's chair
Felt the weight of worry and despair
Whispered secrets, close and low
Stories only old towns know
Silver veins beneath the snow
Whispers of a long ago
Dust and dreams and fortunes lost
Counting the winter's heavy cost
I'm the lamppost on Main Street wide
Watched the stagecoach rumble by with pride
Prospectors bold and ladies fine
Seeking fortune, one dime at a time
Silver veins beneath the snow
Whispers of a long ago
Dust and dreams and fortunes lost
Counting the winter's heavy cost
Empty saloons and boarded shops
Ghosts of miners never stop
Drifting through the frozen air
A lonely, hollow, silent prayer
I'm the cobblestone beneath your feet
Witness to every joy, every defeat
Seen the boom and felt the bust
Turning memories into dust
Silver veins beneath the snow
Whispers of a long ago
Dust and dreams and fortunes lost
Counting the winter's heavy cost
The snow falls soft, a gentle grace
Covering every time and place
Silver veins, a haunting strain
Park City sleeps, again and again.
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