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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Salt in my teeth
Blood on the rail
Younger than the rope
Older than the gale
They said
“Write it down
If we don't return”
Ink on my fingers
Lanterns burn
[Chorus]
I keep their names in the ledger
Line by shaking line
Faces in the spray
Frozen in my mind
If I make it to the harbor
If my boots touch stone
I'll read their names in the ledger
So they don't go alone
[Verse 2]
Mark was the first
Laugh like a bell
Dragged from the bow
Vanished where he fell
Eli held fast
Teeth on his prayer
Boat came back crooked
Just his coat there
[Chorus]
I keep their names in the ledger
Line by shaking line
Voices in the wind
Answering to mine
If I make it to the harbor
If my boots touch stone
I'll read their names in the ledger
So they don't go alone
[Bridge]
The beast rolls under
Like a midnight hill
We stab at the mountain
The mountain stands still
“Boy
If you live
Write what you see
” they said
So I spell out the living
And I spell out the dead
[Chorus]
I keep their names in the ledger
Line by shaking line
Hands that hauled the ropes
Hearts that matched the brine
If I make it to the harbor
If my boots touch stone
I'll read their names in the ledger
So they don't go alone
Details
GeneratedFeb 5, 2026
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
Stormy folk ballad with male vocals, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, and distant floor toms imitating waves; verses stay hushed and close-mic’d, chorus swells with low strings, harmonium, and a rough edge in the vocal; subtle group harmonies join on the title line, building to a final, half-whispered refrain over sparse, ringing guitar chords
Credits
Prompt by_red_nomad_
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A young whaler watches his crewmates dies hunting a huge beast and keeps a record of them
