Track Insight / Lyrics
In the flicker of a merchant's lantern bright
A traveling violin finds its fleeting home
On worn brick, once-beaten by history's plight
The lonesome instrument weeps, its stories to be known
Yet in the darkness, sparks begin to fly
Whispers of forgotten symphonies
From this antique, harmony returns to the sky
Twirling, swirling, swirling, twirling through the night
Echoes of the past, in modern light
Beneath the gas lamps, a waltz takes flight
With every bow stroke, hearts begin to beat as one
Passing strangers pause, entranced by the melodic plight
Their footsteps merge, in a firedance, as the song is sung
Yet in the darkness, sparks begin to fly
Whispers of forgotten symphonies
From this antique, harmony returns to the sky
Twirling, swirling, swirling, twirling through the night
Echoes of the past, in modern light
Streets alive with the violin's restless cry
A symphony of the city, as the buskers come and go
In this metropolis of motion, the instrument won't deny
Its longing for the howling wide open, untamed and free to grow
And as the last raspy notes of the song dissolve to air
The violin, weary, rests its strings, its tale now shared
Twirling, swirling, swirling, twirling through the night
Echoes of the past, in modern light
In the silence, the brick still holds its glow
Illuminate by the starlit fugue.
