Coffee black and the grill is hot
Tying knots in a parking lot
Copper coat and a heavy chain
Waiting out in the morning rain
Steel grey water, salt in the air
Looking for something that isn't there
The tide is low and the wind is cold
A story left and a tale untold
Wait for the boat at the empty dock
Listen close to the ticking clock
Old red hound with a broken gaze
Lost inside of a river haze
Burnt the toast and I flipped the meat
Pacing lines on a concrete street
Scent of diesel and rusted gear
He's been sitting right here a year
Steel grey water, salt in the air
Looking for something that isn't there
The tide is low and the wind is cold
A story left and a tale untold
Wait for the boat at the empty dock
Listen close to the ticking clock
Old red hound with a broken gaze
Lost inside of a river haze
Soggy collar and mud on paws
Life is hard and it has its claws
I gave him scraps from a burger bun
Underneath a pale winter sun
No more whistles, no more bells
Only salt and the swampy smells
He don't bark and he don't run
Until the long day's work is done
Wait for the boat at the empty dock
Listen close to the ticking clock
Old red hound with a broken gaze
Lost inside of a river haze
Wipe the counter and lock the door
I can't watch him wait anymore
He's a ghost in a copper skin
Where the river and ocean begin
Wait for the boat at the empty dock
Listen close to the ticking clock
Old red hound with a broken gaze
Lost inside of a river haze
Just a dog and a wooden pier
I'll be back and I'll see you here
See you here.
