Track Insight / Lyrics
You walk where the redwood beams lean,
The water is heavy and green.
The fog wraps the pier in a shroud,
The city is distant and proud.
Your fingers still smell like the pine,
The copper and steel in a line.
You carry the weight of the key,
Beside the cold grey of the sea.
Tighten the wire till it rings,
Listen to how the wind sings.
Hold to the note that is true,
Bringing the balance to you.
You watch as the ferry boat glides,
Pulling the drift of the tides.
The cables are humming a song,
A vibration steady and strong.
Tighten the wire till it rings,
Listen to how the wind sings.
Hold to the note that is true,
Bringing the balance to you.
One half step too low in the dark,
A missing light, a dying spark.
Turn the peg until it is right,
Holding the ghost of the light.
The shoreline is blurred by the haze,
A map of a thousand old ways.
You stand on the edge of the dock,
Counting the beat of the clock.
The skyline is flickering gold,
A story that never was told.
The tuning is finally clear,
The sound that you wanted to hear.
Tighten the wire till it rings,
Listen to how the wind sings.
Hold to the note that is true,
Bringing the balance to you.
Perfectly aligned.
Just in time.
The perfect pitch.
