[Verse] We're late again, but that’s the plan, Chasing shadows on a silvered strand. Gulls laugh like old friends with a grudge, Said, “You’ll be back… but you never did.” [Pre-Chorus] Fog rolls in with a tired grin, Same old song, same old skin. Packed up dreams in a cardboard box— You know we’re not lost… just not on the fox. [Chorus] Oh, the ferry’s slow, it’s not a crime, Sailing back to a place that’s out of time. Two voices low, one heart out of tune, Singing silly songs ‘cause we're not alone. Yeah, the ferry’s slow, it’s not a crime— We’re not going home, but it’s okay to try. [Verse] This seat’s a throne, or so I claim, While you chew on memories like stale bread. The water hums a tune we made, And the island’s laughing, “You stay, you stay.” [Pre-Chorus] Gulls still tease, “You’re stuck in play,” Like the past was a joke we never meant to stay. But the wind’s soft, and the air’s still sweet— Even dreams need a quiet seat. [Chorus] Oh, the ferry’s slow, it’s not a crime, Sailing back to a place that’s out of time. Two voices low, one heart out of tune, Singing silly songs ‘cause we're not alone. Yeah, the ferry’s slow, it’s not a crime— We’re not going home, but it’s okay to try. [Bridge] Is there a map for how you leave too soon? A rulebook for the ones who drift and choose? We’re not lost, no—just slow and bold, Two ghosts of home with a story untold. [Chorus] Oh, the ferry’s slow, it’s not a crime, Sailing back to a place that’s out of time. Two voices low, one heart out of tune, Singing silly songs ‘cause we're not alone. Yeah, the ferry’s slow, it’s not a crime— We’re not going home, but it’s okay to try. [Outro] Sailin’, sailin’, slow like a lie… Still, I’m glad we’re not on the other side.