Bus ticket tucked in denim cuff
Salt air kisses pavement rough
Gas station pumps glow sodium yellow
Footsteps fall slow and mellow
Shutter snaps the midnight frame
Tugboat horn calls out your name
Crossroads waits with open arms
Camera holds the quiet charms
Tugboat counts your steps tonight
Past the pumps and sodium light
Harbor breathes in diesel rhythm
You develop frames that silence gave
Film canister rattles in your coat
Tugboat whistle cuts through smoke
Gas station clerk asks no questions
Glow sign reflects your directions
Shutter snaps the midnight frame
Tugboat horn calls out your name
Crossroads waits with open arms
Camera holds the quiet charms
Tugboat counts your steps tonight
Past the pumps and sodium light
Harbor breathes in diesel rhythm
You develop frames that silence gave
Developed prints show tugboat wake
Choices made for your own sake
Gas station fades in rearview mirror
Harbor lights grow clearer nearer
Tugboat counts your steps tonight
Past the pumps and sodium light
Harbor breathes in diesel rhythm
You develop frames that silence gave
Lens cap clicks back on the glass
Tugboat's counted every pass
Crossroads gas station stays behind
New horizon draws the line
Tugboat counts your steps tonight
Past the pumps and sodium light
Harbor breathes in diesel rhythm
You develop frames that silence gave
Morning breaks on deck rail cold
Story's told in silver halide
Tugboat counts steps you count the waves
Camera rests the harbor saves
Tugboat counts your steps tonight
Past the pumps and sodium light
Harbor breathes in diesel rhythm
You develop frames that silence gave
Tugboat counts your steps tonight
Past the pumps and sodium light
Harbor breathes in diesel rhythm
You develop frames that silence gave
Shutter closes journey done
Tugboat counts the rising sun
