Track Insight / Lyrics
Fog drinks the rails, Quercus bends low
Your pliers grip copper, steady and slow
Insulation peels back, pale as bone
You splice the break in a dialect unknown
Wire takes root in the cinder bed
Voices climb where the switchman tread
Earth grounds the hum, the static dies
You mend the dark with patient eyes
Pinus resin coats the crossing arms
Your breath makes clouds in the yard alarms
Sphagnum swallows the tie-plate rust
You join the strands as the wheels adjust
Wire takes root in the cinder bed
Voices climb where the switchman tread
Earth grounds the hum, the static dies
You mend the dark with patient eyes
Artemisia brushes the relay box
You tape the joint against winter shocks
Mycelium threads through the gravel dust
A single circuit restored on trust
Wire takes root in the cinder bed
Voices climb where the switchman tread
Earth grounds the hum, the static dies
You mend the dark with patient eyes
Signal lantern blooms amber, weak
You climb the pole where the wind can speak
Lineman's wax seals the final splice
The fog lifts slow at the call of ice
No bloom without the dark season's wait
No signal clean without the break
You listen deep where the current flows
Root and wire, the silence knows
Morning clears the yard to steel and gray
The repaired line carries clear the day
Quercus stands where the fog once clung
Your work holds fast when the bells are rung
Wire takes root in the cinder bed
Voices climb where the switchman tread
Earth grounds the hum, the static dies
You mend the dark with patient eyes
Copper sings in the rooted ground
A single tone, lost then found
Pulse in the ballast, calm and deep
The line holds true while the city sleeps
