Move On – Capercaillie – letras

Imagine a place where you don’t need a nameand you don’t need a licence to open your mindIt’s a travelling circus of jokers and clownsa movie picture that’s one of its kindand this place is the only place where even the clergy dance in the rainand I know if I was stronger I’d change my ways and join the parade with yo u.Dirty face and oily hands, but adament of life so clean and so pureand in a perfect world the rights of mancould never betray the rights of the landand this way is the only waya pilgrim’s walk a hail of songand I know if I were stronger I’d changemy ways and join the parade with you.From the backstreets of this island, move on, move onTo the walkways of the mainland move on.