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Harbour bells ring hollow in the falling amber light
Salt upon the timber, gulls circle in their flight
Lanterns flare like watchful eyes along the weathered pier
Whispers ride the evening tide, there's something drawing near
Old nets creak in rhythm with the breathing of the quay
Footsteps fade in alleyways where none should choose to be
Coins change hands in shadowed doors, promises are hushed
And every man in Windshore knows the fog cannot be trusted
There's a silence in the rigging
There's a tremor in the foam
Like a name that's long forgotten
Trying to come home
Windshore at dusk — hear the black tide roll
Windshore at dusk — feel it in your soul
The sea don't sleep and the past won't rust
Every oath returns in Windshore at dusk
Tavern doors swing heavy in the Driftwood's dying flame
Strangers speak in half-told tales and never say a name
A dagger spins on splintered wood, laughter sharp and thin
But every smile is measured by the secrets held within
A room upstairs stands silent where the sheets lie cold and still
A window cracked to let the fog crawl slowly down the sill
Something in the harbour stirs beneath the moaning mast
Like iron chains on coral stone dragged upward from the past
There's a shadow in the shallows
There's a hunger in the deep
And the tide that took the wicked
Isn't done with what it keeps
Windshore at dusk — hear the black tide roll
Windshore at dusk — feel it in your soul
The sea don't sleep and the past won't rust
Every oath returns in Windshore at dusk
They buried gold beneath the waves
They swore their sins were drowned
But salt remembers every grave
And fog won't hold them down
You can lock your doors at sunset
You can pray to break the curse
But when the tide begins to turn
The night will only thirst
Windshore at dusk — hear the black tide roll
Windshore at dusk — feel it in your soul