Baby, I look all I had
Ran to the shores
Lost track of time, iet it sink in the sand
Travelled the gighways,
tripped in the heart of the land
Found myself restledd one night
Sipped poison and wine
Dimmed every light and kissed many lips
Fell asleep blameless then woke up old, drunken and missed
So I soared with the boreal wind
Bathed in the sun
Shook a senseble hand of one foolish
and wise
I think he was ready to rise...
And the more that I ran, the more I was promised the sun