Fog rolls in, soft and slow
Harbor lights blur in the glow
Boats are ghosts in silver gray
I breathe in this quiet bay
Distant horns fade into air
Ripples talk, but nothing's there
Time moves like the drifting spray
I let the harbor hold my heart
Wrapped in mist, we drift apart
Every light a wish I send
Into the fog that never ends
Cold steel rail beneath my hand
Footsteps vanish in the sand
I stay still, but I understand
I let the harbor hold my heart
Wrapped in mist, we drift apart
Every light a wish I send
Into the fog that never ends
Morning will burn through this gray
But tonight, the fog will stay
Harbor In Fog
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