Track Insight / Lyrics
Scuffs and scratches on worn wooden planks
Tell stories of strangers, touching, walking, talking back
Cobbler's careful hands, once polished this deck now worn
Buffing leather shoes, listening to trains that's forlorn
At the empty dock, I'm counting every pace
Hoping for a ship, a second chance
Gas lamps flicker, casting shadows on the face
Will I find my ticket, my escape?
Raindrops fade, revealing the peeling paint
Rust on the chainlinks, links that once held weight
Rusty bells that toll, a melancholy air
Each clang reminding me, I'm still stuck here
At the empty dock, I'm counting every pace
Hoping for a ship, a second chance
Gas lamps flicker, casting shadows on the face
Will I find my ticket, my escape?
Faded signs of commerce, now overgrown by time
Abandoned relics of a bustle, all entwined
In the stillness, even the wind seems to mourn
As I stand here, birthplace of a life that's torn
At the empty dock, I'm counting every pace
Hoping for a ship, a second chance
Gas lamps flicker, casting shadows on the face
Will I find my ticket, my escape?
In the dark, the dock comes alive
Creaks and groans, a symphony of goodbyes
Memories of laughter, tears, first kisses shared
Echoes of what's missing, what's left unpaired
Gas lamps dance, shadows sway
Footsteps counted, every single day
At the empty dock, I'll wait and dream
For a ship to seize me, and make my heart serene
Ferry lights aglow, a beacon in the night
Footsteps echoing, carving out a life, a light
In this solitude, I'll press on, steadfast and strong
Hoping for the day, when my journey's song is sung
