# #On Silvertown way the cranes stand high #Quiet and gray 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 #A 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, silver would do I'd leave the story untold Silvertown blues And I'm goi (chordiearchive.chordie.com)