Track Insight / Lyrics
Iron bolt and salt-crusted lens
Thick fog unspools from blackened hulls
Cold eye watches, waiting, tense
Morning pulls the heavy lulls
Morning lifts the harbor haze
No ferry cuts the gray routine
Brass telescope counts the days
First light paints the steel and green
Splintered planks hold frozen morning dew
Lonely gull cries cut the waking air
Brass tube turns to catch the rose
Dock stays empty, no one knows
Morning lifts the harbor haze
No ferry cuts the gray routine
Brass telescope counts the days
First light paints the steel and green
Cold breath fogs the eyepiece glass
Day unclenches, shadows pass
Gull cries cut the waking air
Brass tube turns to catch the rose
Morning lifts the harbor haze
No ferry cuts the gray routine
Brass telescope counts the days
First light paints the steel and green
The water holds the sky's first blush
No engine cough, no propeller push
Just brass and wood and waking light
Day begins its quiet flight
Steam rises from a dented tin cup
Watchman checks his silver pocket watch
Brass tube sleeps in velvet case
Morning wins the night's long race
Morning lifts the harbor haze
No ferry cuts the gray routine
Brass telescope counts the days
First light paints the steel and green
Dawn breaks slow on empty water
Telescope rests, dawn arrives on time
Empty dock, brass drinks the morning light
