Track Insight / Lyrics
Yellowed maps, faded ink bleed
Lines etched deep, a city's need
Third Avenue, a ghostly trace
The depot hums, a vacant space
Flickering bulbs, cast a warm glow
Dust motes dance, in a silent flow
Forgotten stories, whispers low
Carriages rust, in the afterglow
Lines of hope, crisscrossing fate
Leading onward, to a forgotten gate
Through the tunnels, a distant call
Where time stands still, and shadows fall
Platform whispers, a lonely sound
Footprints fade, on hallowed ground
Ticket stubs, scattered and lost
Moments passed, at what a cost
Lines of hope, crisscrossing fate
Leading onward, to a forgotten gate
Through the tunnels, a distant call
Where time stands still, and shadows fall
Iron lattice, a skeletal frame
Holding stories, whispered in name
A city sleeps, beneath a blanket of stars
Leaving secrets, hidden behind bars
Moonbeams paint, the rusted tracks
A spectral train, on winding tracks
Through the darkness, it glides unseen
A memory lingers, bittersweet and keen
Midnight hour, the whistle blows
Empty platform, a soul it knows
The train departs, into the night
Leaving echoes, of fading light
Lines of hope, crisscrossing fate
Leading onward, to a forgotten gate
Through the tunnels, a distant call
Where time stands still, and shadows fall
