Track Insight / Lyrics
You pull the collar tight on wool
The canal reflects no jewel
A badge rests cold in pocket deep
While winter winds their vigil keep
You search the rail where shadows cling
For something lost that won't take wing
The water holds what light lets go
You walk the span, you walk it slow
A bicycle leans chained to iron
Its basket dusted white with rime
No footprints mark the wooden planks
Just gulls that cry from sinking banks
You search the rail where shadows cling
For something lost that won't take wing
The water holds what light lets go
You walk the span, you walk it slow
The carillon plays half a hymn
You know the tenor, know the brim
Your alto breath finds intervals
Between the notes the silence fills
You search the rail where shadows cling
For something lost that won't take wing
The water holds what light lets go
You walk the span, you walk it slow
No sirens cut the muffled air
No flashing blue, no uniform there
Just you and fog and something missing
A case gone cold, a quiet listening
A coin drops through your gloved thumb's press
Sinks deep where currents have no rest
You turn your collar, face the wind
The bridge gives up no ghost, no end
You search the rail where shadows cling
For something lost that won't take wing
The water holds what light lets go
You walk the span, you walk it slow
You walk the span, you walk it slow
Fog rolls low on Herengracht stone
Your breath hangs like a prayer unknown
