Track Insight / Lyrics
Coffee burns low in a dented tin
Steam marks the window, let the sunrise in
I scrape the grill for the midnight crowd
Six eggs, two coffees, all thundercloud
Fluorescent light hums in a ceiling seam
The door swings wide on a diesel dream
Regulars shuffle with a tired little show
Another dawn breaking, five minutes to go
Red tugboat low on the harbor line
Chugging through the blue-black shine
Keep the coffee hot, keep your tired heart lit
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Red tugboat calling across the tide
Carry what remains till the sunrise
Hold that spark and don't let it go
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Rain beads the glass where the parking lot gleams
Soap bubbles rise in a radio dream
I wipe my hands on a checked apron blue
Bell on the counter rings sharp and true
Trucker orders one more piece of pie
Smiles like the sunrise is lifting him high
I wrap it warm in a brown paper fold
Five-dollar tip and a story to hold
Red tugboat low on the harbor line
Chugging through the blue-black shine
Keep the coffee hot, keep your tired heart lit
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Red tugboat calling across the tide
Carry what remains till the sunrise
Hold that spark and don't let it go
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Freight train rattles on the elevated track
Sleep in the booth with my coat half-back
The cook asks how I can stand all night
I say the dark gives back a softer light
One blue hour trembles on the bay
Gulls wheel above in a crooked array
The water lifts every weathered hull
Morning's arriving with a hopeful pull
Red tugboat low on the harbor line
Chugging through the blue-black shine
Keep the coffee hot, keep your tired heart lit
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Red tugboat calling across the tide
Carry what remains till the sunrise
Hold that spark and don't let it go
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Siren, kettle, silver spoon
Race the clock, we're leaving soon
Don't close the blinds, don't kill the glow
We have one more story to let go
Boots on the boards and a ring of keys
Salt on the chrome in the harbor breeze
By the final orders, watch the harbor turn
Gray into gold where the distant waters burn
Last patron leans on a scarred oak stool
Reads tomorrow's weather like a weatherman's rule
I bank the grill and count the silver drawer
Sun turns the sugar to a golden jar
Door opens, cold comes rolling in
Rushes of roosters and a far-off train
Two sunburned hands pass a steaming cup
One for the future, one for the road up
Unhook the apron, hang it from the nail
Mop makes a bright line down the kitchen tile
Walk to the pier where the gulls know me
Red tugboat waiting where the gray sea be
Dawn pulls the rooftops from the dark
Hot metal shivers, a gull marks its arc
I step aboard when the eastern sky warms
I keep the spark in a world full of storms
Red tugboat low on the harbor line
Chugging through the blue-black shine
Keep the coffee hot, keep your tired heart lit
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Red tugboat calling across the tide
Carry what remains till the sunrise
Hold that spark and don't let it go
We ain't done yet, dawn ain't finished yet
Red tugboat low on the harbor line
Chugging through the blue-black shine
Keep the coffee hot, keep your tired heart lit
We made it through, and the dawn ain't finished yet
Harbor turns gold with a copper flare
Coffee gone cold, but the spark is there
Red tugboat low where the restless wind goes
Racing with morning till the whole wide harbor knows