Track Insight / Lyrics
Cranes cast long shadows 'cross the street,
Chilled pints and camaraderie,
Salt in his hair, sweat on his back,
The night shift pace, never looking back.
In the neon puddles, streets come alive,
As nightfall whispers, 'It's time to thrive,'
Cobblestones glow like fallen stars,
The harbor's breath, a symphony so far.
Rain drips from the awning above,
Steam rises from a mug of love,
The graveyard shift, a magic spell,
The city pulsing, its secrets to tell.
In the neon puddles, streets come alive,
As nightfall whispers, 'It's time to thrive,'
Cobblestones glow like fallen stars,
The harbor's breath, a symphony so far.
(4 hits of: E-E-G-B)
(4 hits of: E-B-B-G)
(Shimmering strings swell up)
Dolphin grins, a whimsy of steel,
Pier lights twinkling, a loveable zeal,
Gulls drift off to their misty beds,
As the night shift worker plants his head.
Snowflake moments, quiet and still,
Falling gently, then blown by a chill,
Merlot stains the rim of his glass,
A fleeting peace, his work so vast.
In the neon puddles, streets come alive,
As nightfall whispers, 'It's time to thrive,'
Cobblestones glow like fallen stars,
The harbor's breath, a symphony so far.
Gleaming console, blinking spires,
City fades to blue, harbor's fires,
Crisp sea air, diesel's gentle hum,
A night shift vigil, the night's drum.
