You stand by the heavy glass door
Wet boots on the checkered grey floor
Your yellow coat smells like the sea
You watch the white sheets spin for me
The wind howls a song on the quay
The salt spray is wild and it's free
You lean on the counter so cold
A story that waits to be told
Spinning in a silver blur
Warm air makes the memories stir
Wait for the chime of the bell
In this rainy harbor hotel
You hold a small coin in your hand
A stranger from some distant land
The steam hides the lines on your face
A slow steady beat in this place
The wind howls a song on the quay
The salt spray is wild and it's free
You lean on the counter so cold
A story that waits to be told
Spinning in a silver blur
Warm air makes the memories stir
Wait for the chime of the bell
In this rainy harbor hotel
You offer a nod and a smile
I haven't felt seen for a while
The laundry is humming a tune
Under a pale winter moon
The ferry is docked in the haze
We drift through a watery maze
One single spark in the dark
A sudden and luminous mark
Spinning in a silver blur
Warm air makes the memories stir
Wait for the chime of the bell
In this rainy harbor hotel
The timer hits zero at last
The rush of the morning is past
You fold up your shirt with a sigh
Under a heavy lead sky
Spinning in a silver blur
Warm air makes the memories stir
Wait for the chime of the bell
In this rainy harbor hotel
Silver spin, silver spin
Let the new morning begin
Silver spin, silver spin
