Cold river mist on a rusted rail
Old salt skin and a weathered sail
Salty air and a heavy coat
Watching ships as they drift and float
Under the steel where the river runs deep
Under the steel while the city lights sleep
Wait for a hand or a whistle a call
Under the steel where the heavy rains fall
Wet paws shaking on a concrete floor
Looking back at a closing door
Hungry eyes in the silver haze
Lost in a winding concrete maze
Under the steel where the river runs deep
Under the steel while the city lights sleep
Wait for a hand or a whistle a call
Under the steel where the heavy rains fall
I kept the lamp in a glass-walled room
Cutting paths through the winter gloom
I see you there by the bridge's bend
A lonely soul and a four-legged friend
The water is black and the wind is a blade
A shivering ghost in a concrete shade
One step forward and a tail starts to sway
Holding the dark till the break of the day
No collar tight on a golden neck
A straying ship from a broken wreck
I have a blanket and a bowl of stew
A warm dry place for a dog like you
Under the steel where the river runs deep
Under the steel while the city lights sleep
Wait for a hand or a whistle a call
Under the steel where the heavy rains fall
Tapping toes on a metal beam
Waking up from a frozen dream
Walk by my side through the river mud
Warmth returning to the winter blood
Under the steel where the river runs deep
Under the steel while the city lights sleep
Wait for a hand or a whistle a call
Under the steel where the heavy rains fall
Under the steel
Walk home with me
Under the steel
