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Vagabonds Lyrics
We follow the taillights out of the city
Moving in a river of red
As the colours fade away from the dusky sunset
We roll for the darkness ahead
Chorus:
We are old, we are young, we are in this together
Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever
With pulses a-raging and eyes full of wonder
Kicking out behind us again
Night-time City Beat the radio is calling
The lost and lonely in vain
Out here we are running for the wide open spaces
The road-smell after the rain
Chorus:
We are old, we are young, we are in this together
Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever
With pulses a-raging and eyes full of wonder
Kicking out behind us again
And watching as a boy alone at the quayside
The ships loading cargo in the night
Their names all calling to faraway places
The years go past, the miles go by
And still this childhood romance will not die
Moving in a river of red
As the colours fade away from the dusky sunset
We roll for the darkness ahead
We are old, we are young, we are in this together
Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever
With pulses a-raging and eyes full of wonder
Kicking out behind us again
The lost and lonely in vain
Out here we are running for the wide open spaces
The road-smell after the rain
We are old, we are young, we are in this together
Vagabonds and children, prisoners forever
With pulses a-raging and eyes full of wonder
Kicking out behind us again
The ships loading cargo in the night
Their names all calling to faraway places
The years go past, the miles go by
And still this childhood romance will not die
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I think perhaps this song is about the travellers in the UK. A culture of people who live in RV's and explore the country they live in, only to have the authorities oppress them. I saw a documentary on an incident in the mid 80's where mobs of police swarmed a gathering they had at Stonehenge and beat them, beat their children, and forced them to watch their homes burn. So they attempt a life of true freedom, but are still prisoners to the system that oppresses them. Alas, I could be wrong...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_the_Beanfield
@Nexus7 alas you are not wrong, we felt so free and yet... an echo of my youth, memories of which i would not trade for anything now 35 odd years on, and still shape me to live my own life the way I want to and not the way we are told too.
@Nexus7 alas you are not wrong, we felt so free and yet... an echo of my youth, memories of which i would not trade for anything now 35 odd years on, and still shape me to live my own life the way I want to and not the way we are told too.
so energising! :-)
Time to let go your comfort and start to live an exhiliarating life on the road where everyday is a lifetime of discoveries.
awesome song.
One of THE best bass lines ever played.