In the late hours of a rendezvous Chill breeze against that carries me through you Got a job in a city, got some lead-free in my tank Now I must whisper goodbye, I'm for the mainland
Island in the city, cut by a sea People moving on an ocean, of humanity
Now the sun breaks through rain as I climb Shiel On the trail of old cattlemen who drove their bargain south again And in the eyes of those five, sisters of Kintail a wink of seduction from the mainland
Island in the city, cut by a sea People movin' on an ocean, groundswell of Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their words are spray to the Blown like laughter, falling on ears of tin
Take my heart and my brawn Take by stealth or take by Set my brain to I can see the of the suburb lights I'm fresh from the Singin' the mainland Was in blues
There was a girl I came from Seems like a long time, time gone by Wears the west wind in her She from the hill Yeah, she calls in my blues Up in mainland
It's the mainland
a coast road that winds to heaven's door Where a fat ferry floats on diesel roar And a light on the hillside and there's a flame in her eyes But how the lights burn on the mainland
Island in the city, cut by a sea movin' on an ocean, groundswell of humanity Storm-lashed on the high-rise, their words are to the wind Blown like silent laughter and falling on of tin In my blues