Track Insight / Lyrics
My hull remembers salt and foam
Now cactus shadows call me home
Highway roars like tidal rush
Dust settles in a copper hush
I'm a harbor heart in desert sand
Rusting slow by asphalt land
Cars don't wave, they just fly by
But I still know the tide is high
Propeller blades are sun-bleached bone
Seagulls gone, just crows alone
Deckhands swapped for tumbleweed
Cooking grease is all I need
I'm a harbor heart in desert sand
Rusting slow by asphalt land
Cars don't wave, they just fly by
But I still know the tide is high
Anchor chain is jewelry now
Worn by wind and solar brow
Radio plays garage rock loud
Pedal steel cries through the cloud
I'm a harbor heart in desert sand
Rusting slow by asphalt land
Cars don't wave, they just fly by
But I still know the tide is high
Night shift ends at dawn's first pink
Coffee poured in chipped enamel sink
Two strangers share a quiet grin
Tug and road, both wearing thin
Harmonica breathes in exhaust fume
Acoustic fingers pick the gloom
Upright bass walks slow and deep
Lullaby for iron sleep
I'm a harbor heart in desert sand
Rusting slow by asphalt land
Cars don't wave, they just fly by
But I still know the tide is high
Salt in sand, salt in sand
Desert mooring, understand