Record
Locket for the Ferryman
- Duration
- 2:26
- Last aired
- Today, 09:21
- Played
- 106 times
Lyrics
Verse
I stand beneath the bent bridge with my skirt pinned neat and tight
The ferryman's got one good eye and a matchbook for his light
He taps the oar like metronomes, a sparrow in the reeds
No coins left in my glovebox, just a ribbon and my needs
Chorus
Take my cracked locket, tuck it close to your chest
When the dust has settled and the sirens take a rest
I'll come back to this river where the water keeps its run
Promise you'll be waiting, ferryman, until my work is done
Verse
The moon smells faint of orange oil and warehouses that hum
He hums a low trombone line as the empty cargo drums
I trade him half a melody and a story soft and spare
He tips his battered fedora, that one eye fixed and fair
Chorus
Take my cracked locket, tuck it close to your chest
When the dust has settled and the sirens take a rest
I'll come back to this river where the water keeps its run
Promise you'll be waiting, ferryman, until my work is done
Bridge
He slips the locket in his palm, its hinge still sings of spring
Says, "I'll keep this till you teach me how to hear you when you sing"
I press my thumb to the metal, leave a smudge of yesterday
His one good eye gives a lighthouse nod and lets me walk away
Chorus
Take my cracked locket, tuck it close to your chest
When the dust has settled and the sirens take a rest
I'll come back to this river where the water keeps its run
Promise you'll be waiting, ferryman, until my work is done