But grace is an aquaintance of mine

Wanderlust - David Sylvian ("Dead Bees On A Cake" 1999)

Help me I feel like I'm weightless

Floating right out of your hands

And there's only so much I aspire to

Taking one day at a time

And deliverance has many faces

But grace is an aquaintance of mine

Tell me how could it have happened

You know that we're not the marrying kind.

Travel light, don't think twice

We're leaving the shadows behind.

It's given us, yeah

This wonderful wanderlust.

It's given us this wonderful wanderlust

It's given us this wonderful wanderlust

I don't doubt it, I feel it, yeah

Wanderlust

Wanderlust

Help me, this waterboys wasted

Falling right out of your sky

And there's nothing that could do without you

Loving the state that I'm in

Between no longer and not yet

On the threshold of some bright affair

The match was struck and I was fired

The embers of a drowning man

Tell me why won't I listen

Or acknowledge that I don't understand

Losing light, a selfish kind

And we're out on the road again.

It's given us, yeah

This wonderful wonderlust.

It's given us this wonderful wanderlust

It's given us this wonderful wanderlust

I don't doubt it, I feel it, yeah

Turn the headlights on full

I want to take in it all

And let it wash over me

The bridge looks so high

From the ledge that we climbed

But we climbed them so that we could be free

Give me no dreams of what the future brings

I need to know when I have gone too far, oh

Repeated lightening strikes

Up and down the spine

They search us out wherever we go

In a world full of lies

That tug at the truth

I'm taking no sides

Now I recognise you.

Wanderlust

Wanderlust

It's given us, given us

This wonderful wanderlust

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful

Wander---lust

I don't doubt it

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