David Sylvian - Waterfront

^C#m On the ^Ebanks of a ^Bsunset bea^G#mch Messages scratched in^F# san^Ed ^C#m Beneath a^E roaming ^Bhome of star^G#ms Young boys try^F# their han^Ed ^C#m A spanish ^Eharbour^Bing of ^G#msorts In cata^F#lonian bars^{E C#m} They were ^Epulled from a ^Bsinking ^G#mship And ^F#saved for last^E

^G#mOn the ^F#waterfront the r^G#main Is ^A#mpouring in my ^G#mheart Here the ^F#memories come in^G#m waves Raking in the ^A#mlost and found of ^Eyears And though I'^D#md like to laugh^F#m At all the ^Emaj7things that led me on ^BSomehow the ^Amaj7stigma still re^Gmaj7mains ^F#

^C#m Watch the ^Etrain steam ^Bfull ah^G#mead As it t^F#akes the ben^Ed ^C#m Empty c^Earriages ^Blose their tr^G#macks And tumble ^F#to their en^Ed ^C#m So the ^Eworld shrinks ^Bdrop by ^G#mdrop As the wine goes ^F#to your hea^Ed ^C#m Swollen ^Eangels ^Bpoint and ^G#mlaugh "This time your ^F#god is dead^E"

^G#mOn the ^F#waterfront the r^G#main Is ^A#mpouring in my ^G#mheart Here the ^F#memories come in^G#m waves Raking in the ^A#mlost and found of ^Eyears And though I'^D#md like to laugh^F#m At all the ^Emaj7things that led me on ^BSomehow the ^Amaj7stigma still re^Gmaj7mains ^F#

^E Is our ^Dlove strong enoug^Ch?