From the recording The Rookery
Lyrics
a friend of mine is marking time
on the steel ribbon road
says he’s long stopped pulling
now he’s just part of the load
he says, wherever the steel wheel goes
that’s the place that he wants to know
he’s walked the hardened highways
and the trail among the trees
and every town and city
was just a place that he could leave
he walked along the silver stream
and walking in the silver stream . . .
he said, there’s oceans and there’s harbours
there’s really nothing in between
we race across the blue
till we can tremble in the green
we buy our shelter sight unseen
we buy our shelter sight unseen