Further, further on Down the road I have gone Just to travel, just to go And see the world, and see the world With legs like mercury And a head that never sleeps But drifts away to a life The tired out, the tired out
And I'm marching and I'm drumming In blacks of shades and moods I could be going nowhere But all it takes All it takes is to move
Just a messenger So completely lost In the hours, in the days To be saying anything
And I'm marching and I'm drumming In blacks of shades and moods I could be going nowhere But all it takes All it takes is to move
I don't know who to trust If it's love or if it's lust But no man is an island He's a continent, he's a continent
And I'm marching and I'm drumming In blacks of shades and moods I could be going nowhere But all it takes All it takes is to move
