curse of the traveller

• on the restless road to nowhere
  there's no certain peace it seems
  desire to keep on moving
  till the river of dreams
  is it just because someone told you
  is it just because you found
  old freedom feels uneasy when duty is around
  
  when allegiance asks the questions
  old freedom twists and turns
  and chokes on codes of honour
  on the sword of no return
  
  and it's the curse of the traveller
  the curse of the traveller
  got a hold of me
  and it won't let you be
  
  and in sleepless nights
  you'll call her name
  and feel loneliness cold to the bone
  and when the daylight breaks
  this old tired heart aches
  to be such a long way, such a long way from home
  
  and you long for the harbourlights
  but you'll never be free
  of the craving for refuge
  and the call of the sea
  always wanting to sell up
  but always needing to buy
  so till the road leads to somewhere
  and that river runs dry
  
  it's the curse of the traveller
  ain't gonna let you be
  the curse of the traveller
  and it sure got a hold of me.