Waterfront (the Sinking Road)

this is a sinking anchor that we hold so dear
were you worn out from the start cut out and never
replaced
you held at arms length
you so afraid
you by the waterfront
you still alive
you move away
you want to wash away what ills your heart
you stand by the waterfront never sure of your choice
this is a sinking road that we all travel on
you by the waterfront
you swollen with a crime