[Intro – fogbound harbor atmosphere, low sub bass, static, restrained lead vocal] Cold mist on the rail Red lights on the shore Rope burns in my palm As we push from the moor Static in the wire Diesel in the ribs Black water under us And a name no one gives [Verse 1 – rough maritime lead, sparse crew responses, dark steady groove] Boot heels on wet boards Chain drag in the dark No one wastes a word When the tide leaves its mark Tar on the gloves Salt caught in the throat One eye on the channel One hand on the rope Below deck something shifts Heavy, blind, and sealed We keep our faces hard And our thoughts off what we feel [Chorus 1 – gang chant response, stronger glitch-hop pulse] Salt and signal Hold the line Black water run No warning sign Salt and signal Low and slow Pull through the fog And never let go [Verse 2 – more pressure, more signal failure, tighter tension] Radar blinks and dies Then comes back in pieces Voices break in sparks Over half-dead receivers Harbor horn behind Nothing out ahead Only dark and swell And the hum of what we’ve hid Deck light flickers twice Then cuts to a stain Still the hull keeps time With the beat of the rain [Chorus 2 – bigger, heavier, more collective force] Salt and signal Hold the line Black water run No warning sign Salt and signal Teeth to bone Fog in the lungs But we drive it on [Bridge – trance-like, fragmented, immersive] Static in the wire Static in the wake Engine, breath, and pulse All one ache No stars to read No shore to know Just the cut-up beat And the undertow [Final Chorus – full crew surge, biggest hook] Salt and signal Hold the line Black water run Till the dawn goes blind Salt and signal Low and hard We move like ghosts Through the sleeping dark Salt and signal One last pull Hands stay locked And the hold stays full [Outro – unresolved drift, reduced instrumentation] Red lights gone Only fog remains Static on the tide And salt in the veins
