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[Intro] [Verse] The neon hums a low-key blues Against the scuffed-up leather shoes The harbor fog is creeping in Beneath the smell of cheap sloe gin He sits alone at table four Beside the heavy, salt-stained door [Verse] Between his fingers, thin and slow A yellowed slip from long ago A passage booked for forty-three Across the grey and restless sea He sharpens every single crease To find a quiet, paper peace [Chorus] Oh, fold the wings of what might be A paper bird that can’t find the sea The anchor stayed inside the sand While love was waving from the land It’s just a ghost in a tuxedo suit A tender song on a silver flute [Interlude] [Verse] He doesn't look up from the glass He lets the midnight minutes pass He turns the corner of the date A little sharp, a little late The "SS Martha" fades to white Inside the hazy, amber light [Bridge] The trumpet moans a hollow sound Where lost and found are never found The Rhodes is ringing soft and deep While all the sailors fall asleep The salt is biting at the glass Watching the ghost of summer pass He smooths the paper with his thumb Until his weary heart goes numb [Chorus] Oh, fold the wings of what might be A paper bird that can’t find the sea The anchor stayed inside the sand While love was waving from the land It’s just a ghost in a tuxedo suit A tender song on a silver flute [Verse] The bartender wipes down the tray He’s seen it all go the same way The ticket turns into a wing A fragile, white and silent thing It won't fly back to forty-two To that girl in the dress of blue [Post-Chorus] The crane is resting on the wood He’d leave the harbor if he could But some ships never leave the bay They just dissolve in shades of grey They just dissolve in shades of grey Just drift away, just drift away [Outro]
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