

The gate light blinked
On the edge of blue
I checked my phone
Like it owed me you
The board kept changing
Cities and times
Your name stayed quiet
Under my thumb
I said I was calm
I stood in the line
I watched the ferry
Swallow the signs
One little message
Could have turned me around
But nothing came through
Except the sound
No Reply at the Ferry Gate
Just your last light leaving
I held my face still
Like I was not believing
You were not cruel
You were already gone
I was still waiting
Where the gate moved on
Your ticket folded
Inside my coat
A useless corner
A half-written note
The guard said boarding
I stepped aside
Let strangers pass me
Into the white
I thought I wanted
One final line
A clean little ending
A merciful sign
But maybe silence
Knew what to do
It made the leaving
Sound like you
I watched the water
Take your shape
Ferry lights cutting
Through the late gray
I had no question
You had to answer
Only a hope
That got smaller faster
If you had written
I might have stayed soft
I might have mistaken
The delay for love
Now there is only
The gate closing slow
And the part of me waiting
With nowhere to go
I watched the water
Take your shape
Ferry lights cutting
Through the late gray
You were not cruel
You were already gone
I was still standing
Where the gate moved on
My screen went dark
In the salt air
I put it away
And left you there
- Lyricist
Mirsa Tollen
- Composer
Mirsa Tollen, Elva Krenn
- Producer
Tomas Fenn
- Vocals
Mirsa Tollen

Listen to No Reply at the Ferry Gate by Mirsa Tollen
Streaming / Download
- 1
Rain at the Terminal
Mirsa Tollen
- 2
The Spare Key by the Canal
Mirsa Tollen
- 3
Close Enough to Leave
Mirsa Tollen
- 4
A Passing Shower in My Room
Mirsa Tollen
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No Reply at the Ferry Gate
Mirsa Tollen
- 6
Passing Through Me
Mirsa Tollen
- 7
I Was Only a Port to You
Mirsa Tollen
- 8
Warehouse Lights After Midnight
Mirsa Tollen
- 9
You Left Before the Tide
Mirsa Tollen
- 10
Still Here by the Harbor Fog
Mirsa Tollen
- 11
Where You Ended, I Began
Mirsa Tollen
Mirsa Tollen's debut album Passing Through Me is set in a North Sea port city, capturing a relationship that felt like love to her, but was only temporary to the other person
Against rain-soaked trams, ferry terminals, and warehouse lights at night, she sings of almost-lovers, vague goodbyes, mornings of farewell, and the traces left behind, through cold minimal synths and a soft restrained voice...