In The Drawer

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• @dobryak573

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Текст трека

[Verse 1]
[Male Vocal]
[Soft]
Thirty-one days on a bolted deck,
salt in the seams of my neck.
The compass spins, it doesn't know
which way the harbor lights will glow.
I count the miles on the radar screen,
the sea goes flat, the screen goes green.
Coordinates locked in a plastic case,
a dot that pulls me through the haze.

[Chorus]
[Male Vocal]
[Harmonies]
All the lights on the water are calling me,
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.
Every beat in the engine is setting me free,
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.

[Drop]

[Verse 2]
[Male Vocal]
[Rapped]
Port lights spin like a mirror ball,
one step, one turn, one call.
Concrete drums a steady four,
I count the rope, I count the shore.
Eight knots, then four, then none,
the engine lets go one by one.
The compass points at what I know —
a door, a name, a light below.

[Chorus]
[Male Vocal]
[Belted]
All the lights on the water are calling me,
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.
Every beat in the engine is setting me free,
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.

[Bridge]
[Male Vocal]
[Whispered]
The needle's still. The diesel's dead.
The harbor hums inside my head.
Thirty-one days in one straight line —
the compass goes in the drawer this time.

[Chorus]
[Male Vocal]
[Powerful]
All the lights on the water are calling me,
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.
Every beat in the engine is setting me free,
I'm coming home, I'm coming home.

[End]