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