

The midnight ferry slips the dock
The heavy water turning black
I watch the shoreline fold away With no intention of looking back (hmmm)
And there's a seam along the sky
A thin silver line where the dark goes to die
Leaving a ghost on the pier below
Ready to let this version go
The engine hums against the floor
Cold salt wind upon my face
The city is a dying spark As we push into the open
space
(ahhhh) And there's a seam along the sky
A thin silver line where the dark goes to die
Leaving a ghost on the pier below
Ready to let this version go
Let it go
Leaving it all on the shore
(letting go)