Track Insight / Lyrics
In caverns of his workshop dark
Soot-stained fingers tracing scars
Each curve and crease a part
Of a higher craftsmanship
Echoes of worn boots on stone
Whispers of a life untold
The Cobbler's passion, all his own
In every stitch, a story unfold
Smoke and leather, a tandem dance
Two world's colliding, yet it makes sense
In the heart of Paris, where the night
Mingles with art, and the dawn's first light
His eyes bright, alight with zeal
For every sole, a unique appeal
He breathes upon the supple hide
As if it too could hear his pride
Smoke and leather, a tandem dance
Two world's colliding, yet it makes sense
In the heart of Paris, where the night
Mingles with art, and the dawn's first light
Guitars blaze, the rhythm sears
The Cobbler, lost in concentration, yearns
To transcend the mundane, to reveal
The beauty hidden, a secret to unseal
Scalpel-keen and incisive riffs
Carving through the darkness, fierce and stiff
A tapestry of sound, intricate and dark
Weaving the Cobbler's heart into the firmament
Smoke and leather, a tandem dance
Two world's colliding, yet it makes sense
In the heart of Paris, where the night
Mingles with art, and the dawn's first light
In the fading light, the Cobbler stands
His creations alive in his hands
A duet with shadows, a waltz with time
The smoke and leather, forever aligned
