Glimmer in the Grain

[Verse 1]
Clock hand gimballing slow, a silent, solitary spin.
Another splinter in the soul, where the true work truly begins.
Empty coffee mug sits cold, the concrete floor breathes its sigh.
The city exhales a tired breath, beneath a pale, pre-dawn sky.

[Chorus]
This 4 AM hum, a blueprint unfolding, piece by piece.
Bittersweet rhythm, bringing my restless spirit peace.

[Verse 2]
I recall the elders' hands, rough-hewn, shaping a life from raw timber's plea.
My verses, a load-bearing wall, defying shadows that once burdened me.
From Lawrence East to Eglinton, those unsung stories flow, deep and wide.
A silent scaffold, built on truths only we can keep inside.

[Bridge]
Some chase the shine, the edifice built on a flimsy, gilded frame.
I'm shoring up foundations, whispering each forgotten name.
Finding the true grain, where memory and prophecy now perfectly convene.

[Outro]
Just a quiet click, a perfectly joined, unseen scene.
The foundation set, for all that's yet to be.