Dancing With Strangers

There's a feathered cloud in an open sky
And the pale-tailed moon goes sailing by
This old engine housing's streaked with rain
And we're pushing down on them chains again
Friend we're like the wind that blows
Like the sea we come and go

And i'm not trying to tell you
How i think that it should be
I know deep down inside
We are yearning to be free
And you're only gonna think of no 1
So what am i to say
No matter what you do
We're always hurting anyway
Forever our hearts will be
Always running for what we see
By the strings of this old guitar
I swear, que sera

And you're rolling down old runway ten
And the present becomes the past and then
Rotating through the driving rain
And you're way above those clouds again
And i'm not trying to tell you
How i think that it should be
I know deep down inside
We are yearning to be free
And you're only gonna think of no 1
So what am i to say
No matter what you do
We're always hurting anyway

Forever our hearts will be
Always running for what we see
By the strings of this old guitar
I swear, que sera

Driving home from the highland line
We done some gigs on the clyde and the tyne
They flew us in from a hamburg strip
The taste of dusseldorf still on our lips
And on the bus there is a friend of mine
We go way back to the scene of the crime
We sit up front and share a cigarette
And try to remember what we tried to forget

He say "do you remember?"
He say "do you recall?"
I say yeah i remember, oh, i remember it all
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time i hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town

We come so far and we move so fast
Making hay see it all go past
Round the world and round again
Up and down on that gravy train
But every time that cold wind blows
Every time i hear that sound
The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember windy town

The freezing corners and the empty streets
The burning passion and the cold wet feet
Three tricky miles home every night
Dodging from the shadows underneath those amber light
No car for kissing and nowhere to go
Except inside each other and i loved you so
I held your face as you shivered in the rain
Girl i'll always love you and i'll love you again
Oh everytime, everytime
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time i hear that sound
Late night trains shunting down by the river
I remember windy town
Every time that cold wind blows
Every time i hear that sound
The east coast cross winds on the cold wet stone
I remember windy town

She talks like thunder
She really lets you know
She keep changing the rules
And leave you nowhere to go
She bore you rigid with the party line
She's so far left she's gonna get left behind

He wants six pretty white spots on each side of the dice
He wants it all to be equal but he needs to throw twice
Now there's a guy in the corner with a smiling gaze
He turns to me and says
I'm gonna buy a hat
'cos i think it's gonna rain
Got caught out coming here
Ain't gonna get caught again
I'm gonna buy a big one
Like that mr gorbachov
And when it's raining all this crap
Oh my hat will keep it off

Now take a look at all them leaders
Desperation in their eyes
The tight faces smiles that cannot hide it
They know no more than you or i

So i'm gonna buy a hat
'cos here they come again
And when the start to blah-blah
It's you and me that gets the rain

I see all the tough guys still not 25
Dying on their feet
Coughing, honking, cadging cigarettes
And still out on the street
Well, they got no money, nowhere to go
Fathers of 2, 3 maybe 4, what are they gonna do
Jimmy got a busted mouth in a fight last night
He says he's ok
Going down to the workies club (that's a laugh)
To buy something strong and take the pain away

Joys of christmas
Joys of christmas
Northern style

Flashing christmas light of police blue
Go spinning down the street
Women try to drag the men from pubs
Into the stores
And work hands in empty pockets deep
We stand outside the neon ice and wish ourselves the best
He says he's ok, out of work and fighting
Is all he's ever known
And laughs and says i worry too much anyway

Joys of christmas
Joys of christmas
Northern style
Let's drink to the likes of jim
Before we all go insane
And please don't ask me why
It'll take too long to explain
Joys of christmas

I don't care anymore
All the things i hear you say
Don't care anymore
You're always lying anyway
Got a sweet little girl
And it's such a sunny day
I heard it all before
Gonna hear it some more
But you must understand one thing
I don't care anymore

I got a sweet little girl
And it's such a sunny day
I heard it all before
Gonna hear it some more
I don't care
I don't care anymore

On the restless road to nowhere
There's no certain peace it seems
Desire to keep on moving
Till the river of dreams
Is it just because someone told you
Is it just because you found
Old freedom feels uneasy when duty is around

When allegiance asks the questions
Old freedom twists and turns
And chokes on codes of honour
On the sword of no return

And it's the curse of the traveller
The curse of the traveller
Got a hold of me
And it won't let you be

And in sleepless nights
You'll call her name
And feel loneliness cold to the bone
And when the daylight breaks
This old tired heart aches
To be such a long way, such a long way from home

And you long for the harbourlights
But you'll never be free
Of the craving for refuge
And the call of the sea
Always wanting to sell up
But always needing to buy
So till the road leads to somewhere
And that river runs dry

It's the curse of the traveller
Ain't gonna let you be
The curse of the traveller
And it sure got a hold of me