Pushing On

She queues down the council office
Chews her nails, it's a standing line
Quick smile at the man at the counter
Turned away for the thirteenth time

He waits outside on the pavement
But he's never kept waiting long
Taxi lights flashing past
Just carry on like nothing's wrong

Keep on
Pushing on

Just keep on
Pushing on
Pushing on

Silver drums keep on spinning
Thirty quid to get the washing all done
She's immune to the noise, she's used to
Six kids running round a flat made for one

He checks himself in the mirror
[?] in the evening light
A wee kiss, he holds her hand
Promises things will be all right

Keep on
Pushing on

Just keep on
Pushing on
Pushing on

Must be a better solution
Must be an easier way
A life is surely meant for living
Not just coping day by day

Another bid, another rejection
Another two weeks 'til there's anything more
Computer screen shines through the dark
She drips off as he gets to the door

Keep on
Pushing on

Keep on
Pushing on

Keep on
Pushing on

Just keep on
Pushing
Pushing on