Ticket Stub Ferry

I found a warm ticket stub in my coat

Folded like a secret I forgot to hold

The harbor lights were shaking on the water

And your southern laugh made the whole night warmer

On the ferry, time drifted slow

Past the wake where the cold winds blow

One ticket stuck and a spark in the dark

One little laugh and you lit my heart

He leaned on the rail like he'd been there before

Said, the moon looks different from the middle of the shore

I traced the date with my thumb in the chill

Like a map to a moment the world could not still

On the sherry, time drifted slow

Past the wake where the cold winds blow

A warm ticket stub and a spark in the dark

One little laugh and you lit my, my heart

When the horn cut through and the engine sighed

I felt my old heart edges soften inside

Maybe all my best plans were meant to bend

For a ticket, a crossing, and meeting a friend

On the ferry, time drifted slow

Past the wake where the cold winds blow

Warm ticket stub and a laugh so bright

Turned an ordinary crossing into light