Rupert Hine - On The Waterline lyrics

Hine-MacIver On the waterline Blue green The gasoline lies Floating like a fly in the lazy summertime Pick a pocketful of light Breathe a whileaway bar Facing somewhere Throwing out a haze Wander in a daze Take my lonely self along Maybe just a smile Are the waters wide Or the time decayed All the children cry Men talk over fences now Chasing the hour But following late Believing and warm Dealing their hands Cursing the dice by a flickering light Shielding their eyes See the door Swing open wide They see me as fear Wiping the dust from my smile Strange the perfume remains Though the incense has gone In a quiet voice Must I breathe so loud Am I young or old Or just outside In these shapeless bars Can you feel Can you feel my shame In these shapeless bars On the waterline I empty ease I empty ease On the waterline All the children cry