walkabout
A silhouette of vultures on a blood red sky
Reckon I'll be moving on by and by
An age in exile an era of ennui
Haunted in my waking haunted in my dreams
No sense of direction lost track of the days
Try to find the signal place where i went astray
Fat moon like an empty eye looking down on me
Dark on the horizon creeping relentlessly
Once I was a sailor homeward bound
Song of the siren run me aground
Wandered the wasteland under that spell
Till the ground opened up
And I went spinning down a wishing well
She takes you to the temple wrapped in dreams
Leads you nodding by a gentle stream
Leaves you darkly wondering what it means
Disappears into the steam surreal and serene
People say I gone walkabout
That I ain't come back yet
I can see it in their eyes
Still I stay a silent sentinel
Longing for my homeland
Watching falling stars against darkening skies
Lost my reflection lost my shadow too
And I stumbled hard on the narrow way
But I kept on pushing through
Because it's all I ever knew
Wished away and whiled away my youth
This mask it hides a bitter truth
Excuses notwithstanding I'm the living proof
I come a long long way from home
To see the plunder of the pyramids the sacking of Rome
The sacking of Rome
Under a hell-bound star upon a godless sea
No cross to kneel to or deity to hear my plea
I come a long long way from home
To see the plunder of the pyramids the sacking of Rome
The sacking of Rome
Reckon I'll be moving on by and by
An age in exile an era of ennui
Haunted in my waking haunted in my dreams
No sense of direction lost track of the days
Try to find the signal place where i went astray
Fat moon like an empty eye looking down on me
Dark on the horizon creeping relentlessly
Once I was a sailor homeward bound
Song of the siren run me aground
Wandered the wasteland under that spell
Till the ground opened up
And I went spinning down a wishing well
She takes you to the temple wrapped in dreams
Leads you nodding by a gentle stream
Leaves you darkly wondering what it means
Disappears into the steam surreal and serene
People say I gone walkabout
That I ain't come back yet
I can see it in their eyes
Still I stay a silent sentinel
Longing for my homeland
Watching falling stars against darkening skies
Lost my reflection lost my shadow too
And I stumbled hard on the narrow way
But I kept on pushing through
Because it's all I ever knew
Wished away and whiled away my youth
This mask it hides a bitter truth
Excuses notwithstanding I'm the living proof
I come a long long way from home
To see the plunder of the pyramids the sacking of Rome
The sacking of Rome
Under a hell-bound star upon a godless sea
No cross to kneel to or deity to hear my plea
I come a long long way from home
To see the plunder of the pyramids the sacking of Rome
The sacking of Rome
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Writer(s): Alexander Mcallister
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