Blue in the deep a giant so grand
Iron docks stand on the sand
The ship meets the bay in a port so busy
A town built bold and dizzy
And I feel the run on my path
A new way ready to depart
This is the harbor I travel through
Light from the tower high
Beside the endless sky
Ocean is a bright blue cry
This is our time to fly
The engine hums a steady low sound
As cranes move heavy to the ground
I jog where the metal stays wild
A free and happy child
One perfect trip on a metal string
A simple joy the travel brings
That dawn can break through anything
And make you want to sing
Light from the tower high
Beside the endless sky
Ocean is a bright blue cry
This is our time to fly
