Gray water hits the rusty wall
The morning air is sharp and tall
I tie the rope and pull it tight
The harbor wakes in heavy light
Swing the line and let it fly
Underneath a copper sky
Salty wind and iron chain
Wash away the city stain
You drive the cab through fog and grit
The meter runs and lamps are lit
You know the turns and every street
Where asphalt burns the summer heat
Swing the line and let it fly
Underneath a copper sky
Salty wind and iron chain
Wash away the city stain
I smell the brine on every glove
A jagged shore is all I love
The ferry groans against the dock
I watch the hands upon the clock
Swing the line and let it fly
Underneath a copper sky
Salty wind and iron chain
Wash away the city stain
You tell the fares a crooked tale
Of winter wind and frozen hail
A steady hand on every wheel
The city turns like spinning steel
Swing the line and let it fly
Underneath a copper sky
Salty wind and iron chain
Wash away the city stain
Tying knots in the rain Breaking every chain
Salt on the pier!
