The Baltic Sea is calling me
I packed a coat and a train ticket
Gray morning folded in my hand
Frost on the window, rain on my sleeve
I left my questions where they stand
You can keep the warm room
Keep the small talk too
Something in my chest says
I have to follow through
The Baltic Sea is calling me
The Baltic Sea is calling me
Salt on my tongue, let it set me free
The Baltic Sea is calling me
I want the pier with the chipped blue paint
The fish market and the creaking rope
A cup of black tea, a woolen scarf
And that cold old edge of hope
You can keep the warm room
Keep the slow goodbyes
I hear the tide pull under
Right behind my eyes
The Baltic Sea is calling me
The Baltic Sea is calling me
Salt on my tongue, let it set me free
The Baltic Sea is calling me
I don’t need a map tonight
I know that sound
Whitecaps breaking open
On the dark canal ground
The Baltic Sea is calling me
The Baltic Sea is calling me
Salt on my tongue, let it set me free
The Baltic Sea is calling me
S.
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