The Wanderlust

Do you still walk the streets at night?

With the wanderlust you fight

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways

Well, I love to photograph your hand

Andshake it for a while

'Cause you learn so much about someone

A brother or a swine

The veins that plough beneath your path

With so many tales to tell

Picture out of focus in a frame where no one cares

Calm the ocean breeze, quiet the raging sea

This stormy ship we sail is a bottle filled with rage

Do you still walk the streets at night?

With the wanderlust you fight

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways

Well, we walked upon the railroad

'Cause the train no longer ran

Where we caught a glimpse of all we missed

From the stars that filled your eyes

With a dollar in your only coat

And a fireball in your hand

You set your sails for better days

Down in South Australia

Dark though it has been there

Your old spirit still shines within

These last thirteen years depraved, uh

Of us anything that's worth saying

Do you still walk the streets at night?

With the wanderlust you fight

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways

So raise a cheer to those forgotten years

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways

Now the carnival is going home

The ferris wheel is spent

For those roving years of endless jeers

Have dried all that was left

Calm the ocean breeze and quiet the raging sea

This stormy ship we sail is a bottle filled with rage

Do you still walk the streets at night?

With the wanderlust you fight

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways

Do you still walk the streets at night?

With the wanderlust you fight

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways, seperate ways

Back to the corner

Where we went our separate ways