Iron hull against the stone
Waiting in the rain alone
Wet concrete and salt air scent
Counting every penny spent
Heavy water running slow
Where the tired currents go
Spinning drums and diesel oil
Quiet blood and steady coil
White sheets tumbling in the heat
Wet boots clicking on the street
Wait for morning light to break
While the sleeping harbor shake
Heavy water running slow
Where the tired currents go
Spinning drums and diesel oil
Quiet blood and steady coil
Rusting chain and yellow paint
Low hum singing like a saint
Silver coins inside the slot
Tying up a weathered knot
Heavy water running slow
Where the tired currents go
Spinning drums and diesel oil
Quiet blood and steady coil
Two strangers in a dim blue glow
Watching as the river flow
Steam is rising from the glass
Waiting for the night to pass
Heavy loads and heavy souls
Deep inside these narrow holes
Tug the anchor from the mud
Feel the rhythm in the blood
Cold wind biting at the skin
Let the morning tide come in
Fold the linen neat and white
Step back out into the light
Heavy water running slow
Where the tired currents go
Spinning drums and diesel oil
Quiet blood and steady coil
Heavy water low.
Just let the river go.
Heavy water low.
