baby i took all i had ran to the shores lost track of time let it sink in the seine travelled the highways tripped in the heart of the land found myself restless one night sipped poison and wine dimmed every light and kissed many lips fell asleep blameless then woke up old drunken and missed so i soared with the boreal wind bathed in the sun shook a sensible hand of one foolish and wise i think he was ready to rise and the more that i ran the more i was promised the sun 