Track Insight / Lyrics
Grey sky bleeds on the Susquehanna's flow,
Steel and stone where the cold winds blow.
River runs deep, a story untold,
Of crossings built, brave and bold.
Old man Hemlock, he knows the steel,
Seen a million tires, how journeys feel.
Taxis roll by, a yellow stream,
Hauling hopes and forgotten dreams.
Each cable hums a low, weary tune,
Beneath the weight of the silver moon.
Shadows lengthen, a whispered plea,
For memories lost to the river, see?
Steel river ghosts, they walk the span,
Footsteps echo, across the land.
Iron horses, a fading trace,
Lost in time and this lonely place.
Fog rolls in, a ghostly white,
Hiding the city from fading light.
Headlights cut through the misty haze,
Lost souls drifting through bygone days.
Each cable hums a low, weary tune,
Beneath the weight of the silver moon.
Shadows lengthen, a whispered plea,
For memories lost to the river, see?
Steel river ghosts, they walk the span,
Footsteps echo, across the land.
Iron horses, a fading trace,
Lost in time and this lonely place.
The Market Street Bridge, a concrete spine,
Witness to laughter, and tears that shine.
Lovers' promises, softly said,
Whispered secrets, now long since fled.
Rust blooms slowly, a crimson stain,
A silent witness to joy and pain.
The river keeps flowing, a constant guide,
Carrying burdens on the turning tide.
Steel river ghosts, they walk the span,
Footsteps echo, across the land.
Iron horses, a fading trace,
Lost in time and this lonely place.
Another fare, a face I know,
Heading home where the wildflowers grow.
He speaks of struggles, hard and true,
Just like the bridge, seeing him through.
Steel river ghosts, they walk the span,
Footsteps echo, across the land.
Iron horses, a fading trace,
Lost in time and this lonely place.
Steel and stone, and river's grace,
Steel river ghosts, in this timeless space.
Grey sky thinning, the day is done,
Beneath the bridges, one by one.
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