Curse of the Traveller - Chris Rea

    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
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