Track Insight / Lyrics
I drive the route from dawn to night
The asphalt glows in orange light
I saw it there on second floor
Right beside a rusted door
Tangled in the iron rail
A wooden ghost, a broken veil
Singing to the summer heat
High above the dirty street
The varnish peeled like old grey skin
Where the city noise creeps in
Four thin wires in a metal grip
Waiting for the wind to slip
Tangled in the iron rail
A wooden ghost, a broken veil
Singing to the summer heat
High above the dirty street
I parked the cab by the brick wall
I watched the purple shadows fall
A piece of art in a jagged cage
A silent song on a rusted page
Tangled in the iron rail
A wooden ghost, a broken veil
Singing to the summer heat
High above the dirty street
No hand to play the heavy bow
The river currents moving slow
It hangs there like a heavy prayer
Floating in the humid air
The meter ticks a steady beat
I feel the burn of concrete heat
One wrong turn and the world goes blind
Leaving all the gold behind
I shifted gears and drove away
Into the haze of dying day
Some things stay where they belong
A broken frame, a lonely song
Tangled in the iron rail
A wooden ghost, a broken veil
Singing to the summer heat
High above the dirty street
Iron strings in the heat
Iron strings on the street
