[Intro] Blue hour hums along the quay— a ferry bell, a distant key. [Verse 1] Streetlamps paint the water gold, names we carved are wearing old. Breath goes white in river air, echoes gather in your hair. Steps remember how to fall, past the bookshop’s ivy wall. Close my eyes—your shoulders turn, embers in the dusk still burn. [Pre-Chorus] I keep a map of silhouettes, folded where the daylight sets. [Chorus] Take me to the blue-hour ferry, where the current carried two; let the shoreline blur and vary, till the only truth is you. Every ripple wrote a promise, every star leaned low to see— let this motion hold us honest, bring that night back over me. [Verse 2] Ticket stubs and winter mint, window frost with fingertip print. Radio static, soft and wide, found a chorus we could ride. You laughed first, the moon replied— silver letters on the tide. All the clocks forgot to count, time ran gentle, losing amount. [Pre-Chorus] Pocketed the quiet light, saved it for a harder night. [Chorus] Take me to the blue-hour ferry, where the current carried two; let the shoreline blur and vary, till the only truth is you. Every ripple wrote a promise, every star leaned low to see— let this motion hold us honest, bring that night back over me. [Bridge] Call my name like skipping stones, let it ring through undertones; wrap me in your harbor coat, keep me near the shallow boat. If the morning steals the glow, leave a lantern soft and low— I will find the pier by sound, meet you where the lights go round. [Chorus – Lift] Take me to the blue-hour ferry, wide awake and drifting free; let the hush grow cool and airy, till it blooms to memory. Every heartbeat finds your shoreline, every color turns to sea— hold this moment, make it our sign, bring that night back over me. [Outro] Bell on water, one last swing— pale-blue wake, a circling ring. When the city breathes again, I keep you where the river bends.
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