Down To The Waterline Lyrics - Mark Knopfler

Sweet surrender on the quayside 

You remember we used to run and hide 

In the shadow of the cargoes I take you one time 

And we're counting all the numbers down to the waterline 

Near misses on the dogleap stairways 

French kisses in the darkened doorways 

A foghorn blowing out wild and cold 

A policeman shines a light upon my shoulder 

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 

Your hands are cold but your lips are warm 

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She can see him on the jetty where they used to go 

She can feel him in the places where the sailors go 

When she's walking by the river and the railway line 

She can still hear him whisper 

Let's go down to the waterline 

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