(Mark Knopfler)
Yearning, we were yearning
Green like blinding on the rail
Burning, we were burning
And a line unwinding to the Holy Grail
To the future gleaming on the blue horizon
And a golden girl on golden sand
Dreaming, fantasizing
In another world for Metroland
I've danced in rain
And I've been Django
And I've got laid
I've been a rolling stone
I've been Verlaine
And I've been Rimbaud
Not afraid to walk alone
And now I take, my midnight ramble
Do I fold or play
What's in my hand
What's at stake, what's the gamble
Do I stay in Metroland
Dreams, yesterday's laughter
Ghosts and lovers come back to play
But dreams have a morning after
And run for cover
In the light of day
I got something real, worth holding onto
I can belong to, and understand
I've made my deal
I will go onto
Make my peace with Metroland, with Metroland
Metroland, Metroland, Metroland
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