Field Medic
dock of the harbor
The boats are asleep in the dock of the harbor
And the fog like a cape
Draped upon the clouds' shoulders
The night sets in slow
When you're down by the water
And the lights softly glow
Through the fog of the harbor
When you're just a traveler
You're destined to wander
Home is a place
You can return to no longer
The night spent alone
It's just you and the bottle
So you drink like you'd drown
In the dock of the harbor
Rise with the young winter light
It's tomorrow
Six moons and three suns
Burst forth from thе hawk's throat
But that's just a dream
Now it's time to move onward
Float away likе the fog
Off the dock of the harbor
Disappear like the fog
Off the dock of the harbor
'Til you're gone like the fog
Off the dock of the harbor