Track 3 of the EP Three A.M. Kind · 2025
Three A.M. Ferry, Engine Lullaby
by Veda Monroe
“Cold rail, salt air, and an engine humming me to sleep. I recorded the vocal outside, in a coat.”
r&b · dream soul · late-night r&b · 3:31
Lyrics
Three a.m. on the ferry, the deck is almost bare Cold rail under my fingers, salt and silver air City lights behind me like a necklace on the bay Engine humming softly, carrying me away Cup of tea gone lukewarm in my hands Thinking about the way that you said you understand Water black as velvet, moon laid down in strips Your name on the tip of my tongue, my lips Nobody's awake but me and the tide Every little wave says stay by my side Ferry crossing, three in the morning Engine hums a lullaby, soft and slow Ferry crossing, no more warning Let the water take the worry, let it go Lights on the shore are getting closer But I'm not ready to get off just yet Ferry crossing, three in the morning Hold me in the quiet, let me forget Sleepy sailor nods behind the window glass Gulls are dreaming somewhere, letting the night pass I pull my coat around me, let the wind be kind Every mile of water leaves a worry behind Phone is face down, I'm not checking it tonight Whatever you meant to say can wait for morning light Foghorn in the distance sings a note so low I hum along with it, nowhere left to go Nobody's awake but me and the tide Every little wave says stay by my side Ferry crossing, three in the morning Engine hums a lullaby, soft and slow Ferry crossing, no more warning Let the water take the worry, let it go Lights on the shore are getting closer But I'm not ready to get off just yet Ferry crossing, three in the morning Hold me in the quiet, let me forget Maybe the other side is where I start again Maybe the crossing is the answer, not the end Slow down, slow down, the harbor's in my sight Breathe in, breathe out, I'll be alright Ferry crossing, three in the morning Engine hums a lullaby, soft and slow Ferry crossing, no more warning Let the water take the worry, let it go Lights on the shore are getting closer But I'm ready now to step onto the land Ferry crossing, three in the morning Morning's in my hands Engine hums a lullaby Soft and slow