I am pressed against the stone
Waiting here all on my own
Blue ink bleeds into the grey
As the daylight slips away
Wash away the words I hold
Stories that were never told
Salty wind and harbor light
Drowning in the Sydney night
Paper curls beneath the spray
Turning white to faded clay
Wet and heavy on the ground
Where the harbor ships are bound
Folded tight in someone's hand
Now I drift on salted sand
Letters blur and lines erase
Leaving not a single trace
Wash away the words I hold
Stories that were never told
Salty wind and harbor light
Drowning in the Sydney night
Tear the page and let it go
Watch the heavy river flow
Cold rain hitting on the glass
Wait for all the pain to pass
Dusk is painting every street
Where the sky and water meet
I am just a sodden sheet
Feeling every bitter beat
Wash away the words I hold
Stories that were never told
Salty wind and harbor light
Drowning in the Sydney night
Ink and salt, ink and salt
Watch it blur, watch it fall