I have wandered far and wide, all the way from Paris to

Mexico till I was gone and didn't know

In the end the thing that keeps me walkin' is your shine

Your shine in the morning, your shine in the distance

Your shine inside the laughter and the ghosts

They have spoken of the river forever bending inside the fever

Of the saints that walk all night with no domain

In the end the thing that keeps me walkin' is your shine

Your shine when they wear no coat, your shine when the feeling's low

Your shine when it's too late to turn around

I have frozen up my dreams, thinking I was all alone

Fighting every minute for each turning stone

I have reached the rocket speed, I have touched the ground that feeds

Scaling fences, looking for the healing sun

In the end the thing that keeps me walkin' is your shine

Your shine in transmissions, your shine in decisions

Your shine when I labor to the new day

It's your shine, your shine

Your shine, shine, shine on