Stormclouds

Well, my bags are packed, I’m ready to go Whichever way the world is tilting Because I won’t get back the part of my soul I sold to the devil for a coffee for the road I never wanted to get anywhere I never wanted to get anything Desire is the point of everything There’s a line of shadow on the far horizon It could be stormclouds and it could be mountains All my life I’ve been gazing to the far horizon It could be stormclouds and it could be mountains I have never been a wise man – living too fast and recklessly Too quick to judge, too quick to act and forgive and forget And always gone before the reckoning I grew up listening to the distant hum Of the traffic on the Great Western Road Wishing I was gone Screaming out to the wind – bring it on, bring it on There’s a line of shadow on the far horizon It could be stormclouds and it could be mountains All my life I’ve been gazing to the far horizon It could be stormclouds and it could be mountains Breaking open…