Dire Straits Down To The Waterline songtekst

Sweet surrender on the quaysideYou remember we used to run and hideIn the shadow of the cargoes I take you one timeAnd we’re counting all the numbers down to the waterlineNear misses on the dogleap stairwaysFrench kisses in the darkened doorwaysA foghorn blowing out wild and coldA policeman shines a light upon my shoulderUp comes a coaster fast and silent in the nightOver my shoulder all you can see are the pilot lightsNo money in our jackets and our jeans are tornYour hands are cold but your lips are warmShe can see him on the jetty where they used to goShe can feel him in the places where the sailors goWhen she’s walking by the river and the railway lineShe can still hear him whisper

Let’s go down to the waterline