She Tows the Line

she tows the line

up the river, through the low lands

hanging out on the jetty,

by the arcade, it ain't high

see it so clear in her eyes

she won't be bringing it up again

so she rises and goes

so they'd never know

that she even came here at allcouldn't count the times

we'd believe in, just for going

walking the banks of the levy

where the old hopes all get thrown

as soon as we drift from their sight

they won't dare bring our names up again

and we'll rise and we'll hope

that they'll never know

that we even came here at allhe thinks we ride

on the meadow, heavy rolling

heading into the city

like they all have some place to go

to leave it now, so far behind

you can't blame people for giving in

to decide where they go

so they never know

that we even came here at all