Track Insight / Lyrics
Harmonics hum as silence swoons
In a forgotten corner, metal bows
Dust motes swirl, in amber hues
As darkness drowns the city's chews
Faded scores of quartets past
Echo in the kitchen's timeless cast
A cello's sigh upon the wall
Whispers secrets that no one recall
In this pause between the night's decay
And dawn's pretence of a new day
I find myself lost in the past
Where every noise is a memory that lasts
And so I linger by the stove
As steam rises, a wraith's gown
Room for one more forgotten tale
In this antique, all should hail
Despair's refrain in every note
As fingers glide where music floats
Frayed chords and scratched violin bows
A symphony of sorrows that grow
In this pause between the night's decay
And dawn's pretence of a new day
I find myself lost in the past
Where every noise is a memory that lasts
And so I linger by the stove
As steam rises, a wraith's gown
Room for one more forgotten tale
In this antique, all should hail
The violin's heart, once full of fire
Now beats in rhythm with desire
Longing to find what memories spared
From carelessly scattered, jaded spares
In this postlude to a fading dream
A moment's peace, the music's theme
Fades to silence, then abates
As dawn's descent douses all elate
So let the shadows claim the stage
As violin strings, in darkness, rage
Their final song, a requiem to the past
A eulogy for something that won't last.
