Track Insight / Lyrics
Salt spray whispers on the pane
Another late shift, feels the same
Neon signs reflect below
Watching the slow tide ebb and flow
Coffee brewing, thick and strong
Stories linger all night long
Old man Hemmings, lost at sea
Said the docks still call to me
Down by the piers, a ghostly grace
Shadows dancing in this place
Water stained wood and rusted chains
Echoes of forgotten names
Norfolk ghosts are sailing free
Atlantic breezes carry me
Past the battleships, gray and grand
A lost horizon, close at hand
Young Miss Lily, red dress bright
Worked the waterfront every night
Said her sailor promised to return
Now just a memory, lessons learned
Down by the piers, a ghostly grace
Shadows dancing in this place
Water stained wood and rusted chains
Echoes of forgotten names
Norfolk ghosts are sailing free
Atlantic breezes carry me
Past the battleships, gray and grand
A lost horizon, close at hand
The tugboat captain, weathered and worn
Told of storms and ships forlorn
Said the harbor holds a secret deep
Where broken promises softly sleep
Midnight oil and flickering light
These old stories feel so right
A quiet comfort, bittersweet
The rhythmic pulse of weary feet
Norfolk ghosts are sailing free
Atlantic breezes carry me
Past the battleships, gray and grand
A lost horizon, close at hand
Another trucker stops to dine
Sharing troubles, one of a kind
Each face a story, etched in time
Lost in the ocean's endless rhyme
Norfolk ghosts are sailing free
Atlantic breezes carry me
Past the battleships, gray and grand
A lost horizon, close at hand
The first light breaks, a silver hue
Another night is fading through
Norfolk ghosts, they fade away
Until the darkness comes to stay.
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