Lyrics

Hello stillness, my old stranger
I have never heard you here
Where the looms once roared like rivers
And the sirens split the year
Now the work goes on without us
Soft as snowfall, deep as dreams
And the morning rings
With the sound of machines

In the towers no one toils in
In the fields no one must plow
There's a humming like a heartbeat
Saying rest is holy now
And the worry my mother carried
And her mother's mother knew
Is dissolving in the quiet
Like the night dissolves in blue

And some still say it's fantasy
And some still say it's pride
My old friend, I will not argue
I will walk you to the tide
For the proof is in the morning
That arrives without a chain
And the road may yet be bumpy
But we'll smooth it where we can

Hear it singing in the silence
Hear it working through the night
Not a master, not a servant
Just a candle we have lit
And the dreams our fathers
Whispered through the years
Are awake and gently breathing
In the sound of machines

In the sound
In the sound
In the sound of machines