Northwind Tile Whisper

Lyrics

[INTRO] Steel clang, winter wind, the North’s own steady hum. [VERSE 1] Snow‑white tiles line the hallway, brittle underfoot, Steven's hands are steady, he knows just what to do. A ladder on the porch, a wrench in his palm, He’s fixing broken paths, a quiet, stubborn calm. [CHORUS] Steven Wilson, the Randg tile fixer from the North, Takes a broken floor, turns it into worth. With a hammer and a promise, he mends the past, From dawn to dusk, he’ll fix it fast. [VERSE 2] The old town square remembers the cracks he’d mend, Every step he’s taken, a story to extend. Neighbors watch him, proud of his sure stride, Turning shattered mosaics into pride. [CHORUS] Steven Wilson, the Randg tile fixer from the North, Takes a broken floor, turns it into worth. With a hammer and a promise, he mends the past, From dawn to dusk, he’ll fix it fast. [BRIDGE] When the moonlight falls on granite stone, He whispers, “Every piece has a home.” The wind carries his steady rhyme, Fixing tile, one line at a time. [CHORUS] Steven Wilson, the Randg tile fixer from the North, Takes a broken floor, turns it into worth. With a hammer and a promise, he mends the past, From dawn to dusk, he’ll fix it fast. [OUTRO] Steel clang fades, the night’s own soft hum, Steven walks away, the North’s steady drum.