Waterfront

On the banks of a sunset beach, messages scratched in sand

Beneath a roaming home of stars, young boys try their hand

A Spanish harbouring of sorts in Catalonian bars

They were pulled from a sinking ship and saved for last

On the waterfront, the rain is pouring in my heart

Here, the memories come in waves, raking in the lost and found of years

And though I'd like to laugh at all the things that led me on

Somehow, the stigma still remains

Watch the train steam full ahead as it takes the bend

Empty carriages lose their tracks and tumble to their end

So the world shrinks drop by drop as the wine goes to your head

Swollen angels point and laugh, "This time, your god is dead"

On the waterfront, the rain is pouring in my heart

Here, the memories come in waves, raking in the lost and found of years

And though I'd like to laugh at all the things that led me on

Somehow, the stigma still remains

Is our love strong enough?