travelling manhunger held out it’s handtold you out there is the promised landopportunity led you by the handtold you your the best they’ll ever havegood times let you dance by its sidea dime and a smile more than maketh a manmove on fast when rivers run drysunken eyes can’t tell poison from wineclose up to words that flatterimmune from stench deep in the guttersfrom a hero to a manplaces where I am far from yes I canbrand new as the new day’s sunshineone more mile closer to embracing the moonlight