I carried wool from western plains
Now rust eats deep my iron veins
Salt air bites each bolt and plate
Dusk paints shadows on my freight
Hammond moans through Leslie spin
Muted horns blow thick and thin
Slide guitar cries slow and deep
While this harbor falls to sleep
Iron drift on Sydney harbor
Dusk descends like heavy armor
Steel and water side by side
Nowhere left for us to hide
Crane lights sweep the turning tide
Container stacks stand tall and wide
I remember loaded grain trains
Rolling out through summer rains
Organ swells through rotary spin
Brass breathes thick and warm and thin
Hollowbody sings low and deep
While the harbor falls to sleep
Iron drift on Sydney harbor
Dusk descends like heavy armor
Steel and water side by side
Nowhere left for us to hide
Taxi wisdom in my frame
Every fare leaves behind a name
Meter runs on borrowed time
Harbor dusk becomes my rhyme
Leslie speaker spins the air
Slide guitar cries raw and bare
Bass line walks the wooden deck
No more fares to haul or check
Silence hums in steel and salt
Two quiet strangers halt by halt
Iron drift on Sydney harbor
Dusk descends like heavy armor
Steel and water side by side
Nowhere left for us to hide
Stars come out on Circular Quay
Ferry horns blow end of day
My wheels lock on the siding track
No more forward no more back
Iron drift on Sydney harbor
Dusk descends like heavy armor
Steel and water side by side
Nowhere left for us to hide
Tender intimacy we find
Two quiet strangers aligned
Harbor keeps my iron soul
Drift forever make me whole