The Harbor Fog and the Waiting Hour

[Chorus] Three AM, the harbor sleeps But my weary body keeps This ache, this salt-laced pull From the ocean, deep and full Kitchen drips a steady beat While the far-off trawlers meet The horizon, a distant hum Another day has overcome. [Verse] Cracked linoleum, peeling paint My old walk-up ain't no saint Just a place to catch my breath Cheating slumber, cheating death Got a cheap beer in my hand Sitting here on splintered land Watchin' stray cats, slick with rain Lickin' wounds and easing pain. [Pre-Chorus] This worn-out uniform I wear Smells of bleach and city air These hands are rough, a map of toil Planted deep in gritty soil. [Chorus] Three AM, the harbor sleeps But my weary body keeps This ache, this salt-laced pull From the ocean, deep and full Kitchen drips a steady beat While the far-off trawlers meet The horizon, a distant hum Another day has overcome. [Verse] The corner store's fluorescent gleam Flickers like a broken dream Twenty-four hours, always on Till the break of a new dawn. Muscles scream, spirit's frayed But a promise must be paid To the ones who wait for me Beyond this grey, salty sea. [Pre-Chorus] This worn-out uniform I wear Smells of bleach and city air These hands are rough, a map of toil Planted deep in gritty soil. [Chorus] Three AM, the harbor sleeps But my weary body keeps This ache, this salt-laced pull From the ocean, deep and full Kitchen drips a steady beat While the far-off trawlers meet The horizon, a distant hum Another day has overcome. [Bridge] These calloused palms, they know the weight Of every crate, sealed by fate But in the quiet, I can hear Whispers from a life held dear. A love that's rough, a love that's true Just like the ocean, deep and blue. [Outro] Yeah, the ocean, deep and blue... Kitchen drips... trawlers too... Just a man and his beer... And a harbor fog so near...