Track Insight / Lyrics
Dust motes dance in fading light,
Harbor breath, a salty bite.
Silver spins, a fragile gleam,
Lost in time, a waking dream.
Cracked glass face and weathered gold,
Stories whispered, ages old.
She found it washed up on the sand,
Held the past within her hand.
Tick-tock echoes on the breeze,
Rust and ruin, salt-kissed seas.
Harbor static in the air,
Lost reflections everywhere.
Wind-whipped pier, a lonely space,
A faded smile on a weathered face.
He gave it to her, long ago,
A promise whispered, soft and low.
Tick-tock echoes on the breeze,
Rust and ruin, salt-kissed seas.
Harbor static in the air,
Lost reflections everywhere.
The camera clicks, a fleeting frame,
Capturing moments, just the same.
Bus station lights and passing trains,
Washing away the lingering pains.
Tick-tock echoes on the breeze,
Rust and ruin, salt-kissed seas.
Harbor static in the air,
Lost reflections everywhere.
Each second lost, a grain of sand,
Slipping quickly through her hand.
A whisper of a forgotten name,
Burning with an ember flame.
The watch still ticks, a steady beat,
A rhythm echoing in the street.
She traces lines of worn design,
A fragment of a love divine.
Tick-tock echoes on the breeze,
Rust and ruin, salt-kissed seas.
Harbor static in the air,
Lost reflections everywhere.
Silver spinning, slow and bright,
Fading slowly into the night.
Harbor static, soft and low,
Where lost memories ebb and flow.
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