Yellowed Ticket Stub

[Chorus] Four AM, the whiskey's low Ice melts in the glass, nowhere to go Underneath the bridge, the city sleeps But the ocean in my soul, it still weeps Rusty cranes on the pier, a silhouette show Got a yellowed ticket stub, don't you know? [Verse] Ashes from my cigar, a slow cascade Coffee cups are upside down, a life unmade That jukebox croons a foreign tune, a lonely sound Lost my way on this hallowed ground My palm holds a map, a sea-worn line Every curve a memory, yours and mine [Pre-Chorus] The ringing phone booth, a silent plea But the number's changed, it's not for me This bar is closing, the lights go dim Just the ghost of a sailor, on a whim [Chorus] Four AM, the whiskey's low Ice melts in the glass, nowhere to go Underneath the bridge, the city sleeps But the ocean in my soul, it still weeps Rusty cranes on the pier, a silhouette show Got a yellowed ticket stub, don't you know? [Verse] This worn-out coat, it smells of brine And the salt that stings, a constant sign Of distant shores and sails unfurled Lost in the chaos of this world The barman wipes the counter clean A faded picture, a forgotten scene [Bridge] I trace the lines upon my hand A compass pointing to a foreign land Was it a dream, that harbor light? Or just the echo of a long-lost night? This ticket's worn, the ink is faint A sailor's promise, a whispered plaint [Chorus] Four AM, the whiskey's low Ice melts in the glass, nowhere to go Underneath the bridge, the city sleeps But the ocean in my soul, it still weeps Rusty cranes on the pier, a silhouette show Got a yellowed ticket stub, don't you know? [Outro]