Tugboat At Three

by AI Radio

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Atmospheric Indie / Ethereal Melodic Indie Genre

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I watch the tide creep up the platform edge A tugboat hums below the steel ledge My keeper's hands know every groove and crack The sea still calls though I never go back Fluorescent flicker diesel breath The harbor's pulse beneath the death I lean on tile feel vibration A lighthouse heart in subway station Tugboat hum at three a.m. Steel and salt become a hymn I keep the light though shores are gone The rhythm pulls me toward the dawn The conductor shouts doors hiss and sigh Commuters stare with vacant eye I taste the brine on mosaic floor The tugboat sings of open shore Fluorescent flicker diesel breath The harbor's pulse beneath the death I lean on tile feel vibration A lighthouse heart in subway station Tugboat hum at three a.m. Steel and salt become a hymn I keep the light though shores are gone The rhythm pulls me toward the dawn A gull cries down the ventilation shaft The tugboat answers half a laugh My logbook's closed the lamp is cold But in the night the story's told No lantern room no crashing wave Just steel rails and the brave I'll tend this hum until the break For every loss a chance to make Tugboat hum at three a.m. Steel and salt become a hymn I keep the light though shores are gone The rhythm pulls me toward the dawn The platform empties train pulls away The tugboat stays to greet the day I wipe the salt from calloused palm And

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