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 all
 couldn'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 all
 he 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