Track Insight / Lyrics
White feathers cut the grey,
I hunt the edge of day.
Cold river flows below,
Where velvet currents go.
Stone pillars hold the weight,
I hover by the gate.
The mist is thick and white,
It hides the coming light.
Silver wing, silver glide,
On a ghostly tide.
Floating through the haze,
In a winter maze.
My amber eyes see clear,
The hidden movement near.
I dip my head to see,
The water calling me.
Silver wing, silver glide,
On a ghostly tide.
Floating through the haze,
In a winter maze.
Iron beams and frozen rust,
Ancient steel and settling dust.
One sharp turn and then I soar,
Higher than I flew before.
The current pulls the reed,
I follow where I lead.
A sudden flash of gold,
A story yet untold.
I brush the bridge's spine,
This quiet path is mine.
The valley opens wide,
With nowhere left to hide.
Silver wing, silver glide,
On a ghostly tide.
Floating through the haze,
In a winter maze.
Drifting low, drifting slow.
Silver wing, let it go.
