i wish i was a fisherman
tumblin’ on the seas
far away from dry land
and its bitter memories

castin’ out my sweet line
with abandonment and love
no ceiling bearin’ down on me
save the starry sky above

with light in my head, with you in my arms…

i wish i was the brakeman
on a hurtlin’ fevered train
crashin’ head long into the heartland
like a cannon in the rain

with the feelin’ of the sleepers
and the burnin’ of the coal
countin’ the towns flashin’ by
and a night that’s full of soul

with light in my head, with you in my arms…

and i know i will be loosened
from the bonds that hold me fast
and the chains all around me
will fall away at last

and on that grand and fateful day
i will take thee in my hand
i will ride on a train
i will be the fisherman

with light in my head, you in my arms…
light in my head, you in my arms…
light in my head, you…
with light in my head, you in my arms…

Fisherman’s blues (Fisherman’s blues, 1988)
The Waterboys

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