Bluebeat

Bluebeat

Pulling away from Preston Street at the midnight call

The animals are restless and awake

We travel in hope just like we always have

Like everyone always did

The woman with topaz eyes who takes the money

and rolls the dice is counting the cards

We get weak tea and cheap food from the tattooed man

in the caravan, I don't know many things that taste this good

And there's always something new to fall in love with

Gaze into the heavens on a night as clear as ice

We held our breath, as a new jewel glistens in the

Belt of Orion - out to the west

And parked up on the ridge between all the different lands

I feel I've always been here

Do we go back to the city, back to the lights

To the unforgiven world or on into the nihgt

Where there's always something new to fall in love with

Searching after something new to fall in love with

There's always got to be something new to fall in love with