Wait for the Line to Sing

[Verse 1] We pulled the skiff up where the harbor grass leans, Salt on our sleeves, smoke curling from the grill. Ray was turning snapper while the old crew talked, And i told them how the tide can test your will. [Pre-Chorus] You read the water, you let the hours pass, Then one small tug can make the whole world move. [Chorus] Wait for the line to sing, wait for the reel to run, There’s a silver flash and the long day’s won. Friends around the fire, dusk settling in blue, Every good catch has a story running through. Hold steady, let it pull, then bring it home with care— That’s the kind of thrill you can’t buy anywhere. [Verse 2] I told them of a redfish circling past the shoal, How the rod bent low, how my hands went still. We laughed at how i’d bragged before the first cast, Then the line went tight and the whole boat answered back. [Pre-Chorus] You don’t own the sea; you borrow what it gives, And patience is the price of feeling truly alive. [Chorus] Wait for the line to sing, wait for the reel to run, There’s a silver flash and the long day’s won. Friends around the fire, dusk settling in blue, Every good catch has a story running through. Hold steady, let it pull, then bring it home with care— That’s the kind of thrill you can’t buy anywhere. [Bridge] The coals burn low, the plates go round, Someone swears he’ll beat my tale next time. I grin and say, “bring your best cast, then— The water keeps its own good time.” [Final chorus] Wait for the line to sing, wait for the reel to run, There’s a silver flash and the long day’s won. Friends around the fire, dusk settling in blue, Every good catch has a story running through. Hold steady, let it pull, then bring it home with care— That’s the kind of thrill you can’t buy anywhere. [Outro] When the tide turns out, we’ll be back again, With a fresh coil of line and our old friends.