Track Insight / Lyrics
You wipe grease from canvas coat
Orange sodium paints the steel
Hudson water bites the boat
Subway rumble shakes the wheel
Fluorescent flicker matches your breath
Token booth sits dark as death
You've sung this route a thousand times
Half-remembered hymns and rhymes
Three AM crossing, light on the tile
You carry the river a thousand miles
Three AM crossing, deckhand to train
Salt in your fingers, dust in your vein
Passenger asleep on bench
Newspaper folded to the sport
You check the lines on every winch
Count the stops, the piers, the ports
Fluorescent flicker matches your breath
Token booth sits dark as death
You've sung this route a thousand times
Half-remembered hymns and rhymes
Three AM crossing, light on the tile
You carry the river a thousand miles
Three AM crossing, deckhand to train
Salt in your fingers, dust in your vein
Altos hum in empty cars
Choir robes traded for the rain
You navigate by coffee stars
And the rhythm of the chain
No passengers, no captain's call
Just the platform's humming sprawl
Your voice cracks on the final note
Ferry horn becomes your throat
Three AM crossing, light on the tile
You carry the river a thousand miles
Three AM crossing, deckhand to train
Salt in your fingers, dust in your vein
Shift ends when the sky turns gray
Turnstile clicks, you swipe the card
River follows you all day
Heavy in your backyard
Three AM crossing, light on the tile
You carry the river a thousand miles
Three AM crossing, deckhand to train
Salt in your fingers, dust in your vein
Three AM crossing, light on the tile
You carry the river a thousand miles
River in your backyard
River in your backyard