Down To The Waterline (Live At The Rainbow / Dec 1979)

Hey-ya
Hey
How are you, alright?
It's gonna be a silly one tonight
I don't have to say that

Hey, sweet surrender, talking by the Quayside
Yeah, you remember we used to run and hide
In the shadow of the cargoes, I take you one at a time
We're counting all the numbers down to the waterline (hey)

Well, I'm near missing on the dog leap stairways
French kissing in the darkened doorways
A foghorn blowing wild and cold
A policeman, he shines a light upon my shoulder (hey)

And up comes a coaster, fast and silent (in the night)
Over my shoulder, all you can see are the (pilot lights)
No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn
Well, your hands are cold, but your lips are warm
Take two hands

She can see him on the jetty that they used to know
She can feel him in the places where the sailors go
She's walking by the river or the railway line
She can still hear him whisper, "Let's go down to the waterline"
Come on