Mark Knopfler, Silvertown Blues, until wartime

Описание: Mark Knopfler, Silvertown Blues, until wartime, Lyrics:
On Silvertown Way, the cranes stand high,
Quiet and grey against the still of the sky.
They won't quit and lay down though the action has died,
They watch the new game in town, on the Blackwall side
From the poisonous drains, a vision appears,
New circle of cranes, a new reason to be here
A big silver dome rising up into the dawn,
Above the church and the homes where all the silver is gone
If I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do,
I'd leave the story untold, Silvertown blues
Going down Silvertown, Down in Silvertown,
Going down Silvertown, Down in Silvertown
Silver dawn steals over the docks,
A truck with no wheels up on cinderblocks
Men with no dreams around a fire in a drum
Scrap metal schemes are rusted over and done.
If I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do?
I'd leave the story untold, Silvertown blues
Going down Silvertown, Down in Silvertown,
Going down Silvertown, Down in Silvertown
When you're standing on thin and dangerous ice,
You can knock and walk in for citizens' advice
They'll tell you where you can turn, where you can go,
There's nothing they can tell me I don't already know
If I'd a bucket of gold, what would I do?
I'd leave the story untold, Silvertown blues
Going down Silvertown, Down in Silvertown,
Going down Silvertown
Down in Silvertown from the Caning Town train,
I see a billboard high
There's a big silver plane raising up into the sky
And I can make out the words 'seven flights every day
Says six of those birds are bound for JFK