Coyne
I've been crossing by the river in an anticipatory way
I've been searching for the river in an anticipatory way
But the river never came to me (x2)
Full of tin cans and boots and things
Full of thrown away engagement rings
Thrown away by errant boys and girls
Butcher's meat and sordid Woolworth's pearls
I've been crossing by he river, looking for it, full of anticipation
I've been crossing by the river full of anticipatory things
Men on bicycles and pa**ing vehicles
Wheeled up, walled - up feelings under slime
Little houses knocked down for the roadway
Little ladies being kind to swans
Dogs and cats and fat men
Lying in the long gra**
Little pacemakers on Christmas bikes
I've been looking for the river anticipatory in my way
I've been looking for the river but the river is far away