Track Insight / Lyrics
Diesel coughs at Circular Quay
Opal card buys my way
Bridge arches steel-grey today
Gulls steal chips from the tray
Salt & Shutter, wind in the rigging
Salt & Shutter, dock lines singing
One hand on rail, one eye on the crossing
Dusk paints the sails, no need for glossing
Tarps flap hard on the Manly run
Diesel shakes the waking sun
Coffee steams in a dented tin
Rope burns map where I've been
Salt & Shutter, wind in the rigging
Salt & Shutter, dock lines singing
One hand on rail, one eye on the crossing
Dusk paints the sails, no need for glossing
Tourists pose by the Opera House
Flash bulbs chase the fading light
I frame the deckhand, quiet, proud
Coiling rope, fading from sight
Salt & Shutter, wind in the rigging
Salt & Shutter, dock lines singing
One hand on rail, one eye on the crossing
Dusk paints the sails, no need for glossing
Shift ends, horn blasts low and long
Camera bag swings, strap worn
Harbor lights stitch the dark shore
Bus ticket buys one more
Night ferry hums a different tune
No tourists, just the skeleton crew
Lens cap on, I watch the moon
Pull focus, frame something new
Morning comes, first run at dawn
Salt crust on the viewfinder glass
Another roll, another yawn
Another harbor, another pass
Salt & Shutter, wind in the rigging
Salt & Shutter, dock lines singing
One hand on rail, one eye on the crossing
Dusk paints the sails, no need for glossing
Salt & Shutter, salt & shutter
Click the wind, salt, shutter
Frame the wake, walk away