

Intro
Salt in the grain where the oar handle wore smooth
Captain's name on the prow, mine ain't carved into the wood
Bench number seven, same seat my father sat
Ship don't ask who's rowing, it just asks you row like that
Verse
Sunrise on the fjord and my palms already torn
Split skin healed to leather by the second week I'm born into
Twelve hours pulling, salt water in the cuts
Chief up on the platform counting coin, I'm counting strokes and luck
They say the longship glides but glide is just a lie they tell the shore
It's forty backs in rhythm bleeding through the oarlock's roar
I learned the tide by pain before I learned it by the stars
Learned a man gets remembered by the wounds he wears like scars
Winter crossing, ice on the rail, breath turned to smoke
Man beside me quit at dawn, I took his oar and stroke
Carried double weight through waves that swallowed weaker crews
Came home with the plunder, still my name was never news
Chief got the mead hall, chief got the silver cup
I got the calluses and the sea inside my gut
But the ship don't move without the ones who ain't in the song
That's the debt they never pay and that's the weight I carry on
Chorus
I'm the weight of the longship, the backbone under the hull
Every oar cuts the water while the captain gets the pull
They carved his name on the mast, left mine in the salt
Still I rowed through the storm when the whole crew called a halt
Verse
Different water now, it's the loading dock at four
Same cold in my knuckles, same weight against the floor
Forklift got a name plate, mine's a badge that says "Trainee"
Still I'm moving pallets heavier than what the manual say
Boss man in the office counting numbers on a screen
I'm the one that keeps the whole warehouse running clean
Learned the rhythm of the shift the way my father learned the sea
Learned a check don't pay you back for what the labor takes from me
Third shift, ninth month, my hands don't shake no more
Younger kid beside me quitting, I took over his floor
Carried extra weight again, same story different name
Longship or a loading dock, the ache still feels the same
But I started marking dates now, keeping my own ledger
Every bruise a lesson, every ache made me steadier
They can leave my name off plaques, off prows, off every wall
Long as the weight gets carried, I'm the reason it don't fall
Chorus
I'm the weight of the longship, the backbone under the hull
Every oar cuts the water while the captain gets the pull
They carved his name on the mast, left mine in the salt
Still I rowed through the storm when the whole crew called a halt
Bridge
Funny how the ones that carry never get to steer
Til one day the rope wears thin and the captain disappears
Somebody's gotta take the helm when the storm won't quit
I know the water better, every current, every drift
I ain't chasing his name now, I'm building one of my own
Out of blisters, out of ballast, out of rowing home alone
Outro
Bench number seven, my son's gonna sit there too
Trap · Dark · 92 BPM · 2:54 — Hip-Hop, smooth, reflective, resilient, modern hip-hop, sparse piano, deep kick, crisp hi-hats, sub bass, Dark atmospheric trap, Norse mythology samples, heavy bass, F minor, melodic half-sung rap with gravelly texture
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