Track Insight / Lyrics
Grease on my apron, coffee in glass
Watching the midnight regulars pass
I flip the burgers and scrub down the grill
The world is spinning, the harbor is still
I walk to the pier where the cold wind blows
The smell of the salt and the fish-market nose
A bookstore cat with a coat like a cloud
Walking the shoreline, silent and proud
Salt and ink on a windy night
Guiding us home with a flickering light
Yellow eyes glowing, a map in the haze
Leading the way through the harbor maze
He doesn't want milk or a bowl of wet food
He's got a mood that is jagged and rude
He walks by the crates and the rusted old chain
Ignoring the wind and the threat of the rain
Salt and ink on a windy night
Guiding us home with a flickering light
Yellow eyes glowing, a map in the haze
Leading the way through the harbor maze
The pages are torn and the ink is all blurred
But the call of the ocean is the only word
Break through the cold and the grey of the sky
Watch the white foam as the big tankers fly
He leads me back to the door of the shop
Where the noise of the city finally drops
He curls on a ledger, a king on a throne
The only true friend that I've ever known
Back to the diner, back to the heat
Tapping my boots to a garage rock beat
The coffee is bitter, the breakfast is fried
But I feel the ocean swelling inside
Salt and ink on a windy night
Guiding us home with a flickering light
Yellow eyes glowing, a map in the haze
Leading the way through the harbor maze
Just salt and ink
Just salt and ink
(Crash)
