A cryptic song about hull in East Yorkshire

[Intro – soft fingerpicked acoustic guitar, distant seagull cry] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – gentle guitar strum, faint harbor bell hum] Fog clings tight to the dockyard wall Salt crusted letters scrawled on stone A lost key turns in a rusted lock Where the old trawler bones have grown [Verse 2 – harmonica wail, soft wave lap] The fish market ghost hums a sea shanty tune Empty crates rock beneath the moon A cracked teacup sits on a warehouse sill Waiting for a hand that never will [Pre-Chorus – building guitar tension, wind whistle] Every alley hides a half-told tale Every tide washes a secret pale The cobblestones know what the fog won't say Hull keeps its truths in the gray [Chorus – layered harmonies, steady drum beat] Hull's hush, a song the sea won't sing Whispers caught in the fishing net's string Windows blind to the hidden things Hull's hush, where the lost memories cling [Interlude – harmonica solo, distant ship horn] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 3 – muted guitar, rain patter] The old lighthouse blinks a broken code A child's doll floats where the pier once stood A sailor's coat hangs on a rotting post Stitched with names the waves have took [Pre-Chorus – rising vocal intensity, gusting wind] Every alley hides a half-told tale Every tide washes a secret pale The cobblestones know what the fog won't say Hull keeps its truths in the gray [Chorus – full band, soaring harmonies] Hull's hush, a song the sea won't sing Whispers caught in the fishing net's string Windows blind to the hidden things Hull's hush, where the lost memories cling [Bridge – sparse guitar, quiet vocal] I traced the carvings on the dockside wall Heard the tide call a forgotten name Hull doesn't give up her ghosts at all She keeps them close, keeps them tame [Final Chorus – fading harmonies, soft guitar] Hull's hush, a song the sea won't sing Whispers caught in the fishing net's string Windows blind to the hidden things Hull's hush, where the lost memories cling [Outro – fading guitar, distant seagull cry] Fog rolls back to the bay Hull's hush stays to the day