Track Insight / Lyrics
Red paint flakes on the harbor rail
Low fog gathers, gray and pale
Cello wakes beneath the pier
A cold current stirs from here
She noses past the seaward wall
Her brass bell answers every call
Roots hold fast beneath the stone
She carries silence home alone
Red tugboat, cleave the morning line
Carry vanished places back in time
Old anchors hold beneath the stern
And guide the lost ones home again
Salicornia bends in salty air
Her cabin light cuts yellow square
Across the bay, a paper boat
Turns once, then sinks beneath the moat
Red tugboat, cleave the morning line
Carry vanished places back in time
Old anchors hold beneath the stern
And guide the lost ones home again
Tar darkens every copper joint
Sea aster curls along the point
Rusted chain pays out its length
And turns beneath the harbor swell
Red tugboat, cleave the morning line
Carry vanished places back in time
Old anchors hold beneath the stern
And guide the lost ones home again
Hold the dark and hold it through
Let the vanished waterfront rise
Through the fog, the bow wheels round
Deep below, a lost bell sounds
Salt whitens every rope and seam
Cyperus roots beneath the stream
Brick by brick, the vanished street
She hums low in a waking dream
Red tugboat, cleave the morning line
Carry vanished places back in time
Old anchors hold beneath the stern
And guide the lost ones home again
Red paint thins across her flank
Her wake runs silver through the dark
Quercus roots beneath the clay
Still drink the dark before the day
