Wanderlust         
music: Heather Alexander
lyrics: Philip R. Obermarck

    My time is up and the ship bell chimes
    So raise the cup and think betimes
    Of this poor sailor 'pon the sea
    Whose passing is but memory

    'Tis not that I would have you think
    Of this but as a friendly drink
    For with my heart I loved you truly
    Though I'm forced to treat you cruelly

    CHORUS:
    For the fever's upon me
    And the Captain is calling
    I cannot stay with thee
    My destiny's calling
    I'll never be free, but I do what I must
    A captive of my wanderlust

    The tide is turned and so we sail
    This brief sojourn has now grown stale
    The wanderlust has me, indeed
    I care not where my travels lead

    The captain asks if I'm a-feared
    A smile tangled in his beard
    His laughter tells me he must know
    The pain that I now undergo

    [CHORUS]

    I cast my fate into the wind
    I have no mate, nor kith, nor kin
    For I must go where I am sent
    A victim of self-banishment

    Orion has become my guide
    And Venus is my willing bride
    With wanderlust my fuel and feed
    I roam the world as 'tis decreed

    [REPEAT CHORUS TWICE]

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