Track Insight / Lyrics
The sea slaps the tide against the rocks.
You shuffle your tiny legs on the gravel.
The breadcrumb glints like a lantern's steady light.
Climb the slope that climbs like a cliff face.
I keep a lantern on the porch of the old lighthouse.
You lift the crumb as if it were a tethered plank.
The hill meets the horizon like a reef of salt.
The repeated push sounds like surf drums.
You'll keep pushing, each step a quiet song.
Your crumb glows like the wick on the old lantern.
The hill turns beneath the steady buzz of the sea.
No roar, just a rhythm you carry.
The kalimba clicks like a lantern's flicker.
Electric hum hums beneath the salt fog.
In my ears it shimmers, like a broken tube.
Ants parade, and the world folds into sand.
You'll keep pushing, each step a quiet song.
Your crumb glints like the wick on the old lantern.
The hill turns beneath the steady buzz of the sea.
No roar, just a rhythm you carry.
