You climb the harbor cliffside steep
Where the salty currents sweep
The orange light begins to fade
In a violet evening shade
The iron rail is cold and grey
The summer warmth has slipped away
You feel the sudden northern chill
While the city skyline stands still
Tangled in the copper vane
Swaying in the autumn rain
Spinning where the wild winds blow
Watching all the harbor glow
You see the rust upon the hinge
Where the shoreline colors fringe
A metal bird that cannot fly
Pinned against a charcoal sky
The iron rail is cold and grey
The summer warmth has slipped away
You feel the sudden northern chill
While the city skyline stands still
Tangled in the copper vane
Swaying in the autumn rain
Spinning where the wild winds blow
Watching all the harbor glow
The ships are dots of white and red
While the daylight goes to bed
You reach a hand to touch the wire
As the western ridges fire
Breathe the brine and heavy mist
Where the ocean and the mountain kissed
Sinking low in amber hues
Singing all the harbor blues
Tangled in the copper vane
Swaying in the autumn rain
Spinning where the wild winds blow
Watching all the harbor glow
The wind is pulling at your coat
Like a small and drifting boat
You leave the metal bird behind
With a heavy, wandering mind
Tangled in the copper vane
Swaying in the autumn rain
Spinning where the wild winds blow
Watching all the harbor glow
Copper turning gold
Stories left untold
