The Inconsequential Loudmouth

Wanderlust

Big black cloud On the plain

Sure enough it, Looks like rain

Packin' up all our faith and trust

Me and the wanderlust

Open window and an empty bed

big blue eyes, tears on her pillow

but this road I've got to follow

I hear voices callin'

I look behind, nobody there

And all I see

there's just me and the wanderlust

Dead of night I had a dream

Sky was bright

and my passions aflame

I was down that road

In a cloud of dust

Me and the wanderlust

And I'm on the edge

Of an endless fall

Sure enough

He's come to call

Got to go now

Get on that bus

Me and the wanderlust

--Mark Knopfler--