Track Insight / Lyrics
At dusk I find a cat stretched over plastic
The office empties in a wash of static
Monstera nods where dusty paper hides
One green shoot pushes through the window wide
At dawn the rollers warm his silver tummy
The rest of us are somehow not so lucky
Nepeta droops beneath the dusty window
Sempervivum keeps small stars in the soil below
Sleep on, small furnace, keep the gray away
Breathe in, soft engine, till the hard day fades
Nepeta bows the window in the paper light
And holds the quiet through the long dark night
The final message sits behind a jammed drawer
A crooked comma stains the glass like plaster
My cooling coffee rests beside the cat
The whole room waits for words I cannot say
Sleep on, small furnace, keep the gray away
Breathe in, soft engine, till the hard day fades
Nepeta bows the window in the paper light
And holds the quiet through the long dark night
Bare feet on linoleum, the bass walks low
Dust turns in sunlight, moving soft and slow
I call the Latin like a prayer indoors
And still the cat approves with velvet paws
The printer coughs beneath the steady drum
A blank page trembles when the feed wheels come
I trim the stems and water what remains
Small roots divide the soil beside the drains
Through blinds, the evening settles into rust
A copy tastes of rain and powdered dust
Nepeta wakes him with a velvet nudge
The rollers turn, and neither bud gives up
Sleep on, small furnace, keep the gray away
Breathe in, soft engine, till the hard day fades
Nepeta bows the window in the paper light
And keeps the stubborn green throughout the night
Stay on, small furnace, hold the gray away
Breathe in, soft engine, make another day
Nepeta bends to greet the golden light
And roots push through the quiet, keeping faith alive
The muted sax lifts toward the ceiling
Warm plastic holds a sleeping king
No flower bends for anyone's weeping
One green shoot opens, climbs, and sings
