Vagabonds - New Model Army

We follow the taillights out of the city

Moving in a river of red

As the colours fade away from

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

Nighttime City Beat the radio is calling

The lost and lonely in vain

Out here we are running for the

Wide open spaces

The roadsmell 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

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 …