this is a sinking anchor that we hold so dear
 were you worn out from the start cut out and never replaced
 you held at arms length
 you so afraid
 you by the waterfront
 you still alive
 you move away
 you want to wash away what ills your heart
 you stand by the waterfront never sure of your choice
 this is a sinking road that we all travel on
 you by the waterfront
 you swollen with a crime