Transpontine

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