Track Insight / Lyrics
Cracked panes weep a silver sheen,
A humid breath, a world unseen.
The paper swells, a fragile weight,
Holding stories, sealed by fate.
I am glass, a fractured view,
Holding raindrops, fresh and new.
Letters blur in emerald light,
Whispered words throughout the night.
*Epipremnum aureum*, tendrils creep,
Secrets buried, while you sleep.
Ink bleeds slow on cellulose,
A ghost of touch, a tenderness.
Greenhouse sighs, a watery grace,
Lost in this forgotten place.
Vitreous bloom, a fragile plea,
Remember me, remember me.
Each drop a mirror, cold and clear,
Reflecting back a vanished year.
*Monstera deliciosa*, unfurls slow,
Watching shadows come and go.
The scent of peat, a somber hue,
Lost affections, missing you.
Ink bleeds slow on cellulose,
A ghost of touch, a tenderness.
Greenhouse sighs, a watery grace,
Lost in this forgotten place.
Vitreous bloom, a fragile plea,
Remember me, remember me.
Rusting iron, a silent frame,
Holding memories, whispering your name.
*Nephrolepis exaltata*, fronds descend,
A verdant curtain, without end.
The damp earth breathes, a quiet moan,
Left alone, utterly alone.
The storm has passed, the sky grows grey,
A fragile hope at close of day.
These rooted lives, they understand,
The weight of loss, a helping hand.
Though storms may rage and seasons turn,
A silent lesson, we all learn.
I am glass, a prism bright,
Catching fragments of fading light.
*Ficus lyrata*, leaves so bold,
Stories whispered, yet untold.
The mold blooms soft, a velvet stain,
Echoes of joy, and aching pain.
Ink bleeds slow on cellulose,
A ghost of touch, a tenderness.
Greenhouse sighs, a watery grace,
Lost in this forgotten place.
Vitreous bloom, a fragile plea,
Remember me, remember me.
A final droplet, starts to fall,
Covering words, embracing all.
*Sansevieria trifasciata*, standing tall,
Witnessing silence, through it all.
The page dissolves, a ghostly trace,
Lost within this watery space.
Ink bleeds slow on cellulose,
A ghost of touch, a tenderness.
Greenhouse sighs, a watery grace,
Lost in this forgotten place.
Vitreous bloom, a fragile plea,
Remember me, remember me.
Cracked glass weeps, a silver tear,
A whispered promise, drawing near.
A silent garden, soft and low,
Where memories bloom, and gently grow.
