Lyric

Golden haze on factory walls

Old transistor hums and stalls

You’re still standing on that line

Where the sea and sky combine

I called your name through the harbour smoke

You turned with a laugh, like an inside joke

Stand in the sun, don’t run away

Feel it burn the doubt you weigh

Shadows fall but never stay—

We rise again, day by day

Clock-out bells and distant horns

City breathes through autumn morns

You held hope like a paperback

Dog-eared dreams on a weathered track

Sun don’t lie, babe — it shows it all

From the rust on rails to the writing on the wall

Stand in the sun, no need to hide

Let it pull the night aside

Even steel can shine with grace

In the warmth of your face