Transpontine - The Lucksmiths

Anchors away!

Granted one last summer’s day

We watched the sunset silhouette the western suburbs

Across the bay

And when the sky was monochrome

We drained our drinks and headed home

Past bright-eyed boys in business suits

Tourists, where once were prostitutes

And you proposed a promenade neither of us knows

Follow the yellow brick apartment blocks

The Californian bungalows

But remember when you’re wandering alongside

The river has a right side and a wrong side

Remember when you’re wandering alongside

The river has a right side and a wrong side

I confess It’s been a year, or little less

Since last I sallied forth

From the friendly confines of the north

But a single seagull’s cry hangs in the quiet suburban sky

And for a moment I’m amazed

I ever claimed to hate this place

But remember when you’re wandering alongside

The river has a right side and a wrong side

Just remember when you’re wandering alongside

The river has a right side and a wrong side