Track Insight / Lyrics
The lamp room taught me patience
Sector flashes cut the dark
Now I watch the bridge arch vanish
Swallowed whole by morning chalk
Thermos steam curls past my fingers
Wool blanket smells of salt and pine
The city hums beneath the muffle
A different rhythm, same design
Fog over Herengracht holds the day
Sun stays hidden, lets the grey have sway
Houseboat stoves send up their thin smoke trails
Bridge chains rattle where the current rails
Gabled roofs lean close together
Windows glow like lantern ports
Coffee steam rises from the galley
Warming hands against the cold reports
My knees know every creak of oak now
Tide charts traded for a knitting pattern
The sector light still flashes in me
Different coast, same steady beacon
Fog over Herengracht holds the day
Sun stays hidden, lets the grey have sway
Houseboat stoves send up their thin smoke trails
Bridge chains rattle where the current rails
Postman cycles past at eight precisely
Letters damp from traveling the mist
I nod, he rings his bell once softly
No lighthouse log for moments like this
Storms I weathered had names and numbers
This fog has neither name nor number
The lens rotated, clockwork faithful
The chair rocks slow, motion graceful
Fog over Herengracht holds the day
Sun stays hidden, lets the grey have sway
Houseboat stoves send up their thin smoke trails
Bridge chains rattle where the current rails
Evening brings the bridge lights glowing
Amber eyes cut through the thickening air
Rocking slower now, the day concluding
Two keepers watching, no log to bear
Fog over Herengracht holds the day
Sun stays hidden, lets the grey have sway
Houseboat stoves send up their thin smoke trails
Bridge chains rattle where the current rails
Fog lifts slow from Herengracht
Rocking chair keeps steady time