In the late hours of a sunset rendezvous ---   Chill breeze against tide, that carries me from you.   Got a job in a southern city --- got some lead-free in my tank.   Now I must whisper goodbye --- I'm bound for the mainland.      Island in the city, cut by a cold sea.   People moving on an ocean. groundswell of humanity.      Now the sum breaks through rain as I climb glen shiel   On the trail of those old cattlemen who drove their bargain south again.   And in the eyes of those five sisters of kintail   There's a wink of seduction from the mainland.      Island in the city. cut by a cold sea.   People moving on an ocean. groundswell of humanity.   Storm-lashed on the high-rise --- their words are spray to the wind.   Blown like silent laughter. falling on ears of tin.      Take my heart and take my brawn.   Take by stealth or take by storm ---   Set my brain to cruise.   I can see the glow of the suburb lights.   I'm fresh from the out-world ---   Singing the mainland blues.      There was a girl where I came from.   Seems a long time, long time gone by.   Wears the west wind in her hair.   She calls from the hill --- yeah, she calls   In my mainland blues.      There's a coast road that winds to heaven's door   Where a fat ferry floats on muted diesel roar.   And there's a light on the hillside --- and there's a flame in her   Eyes, but how cold the lights burn on the mainland.      Island in the city. cut by a cold sea.   People moving on an ocean. groundswell of humanity.   Storm-lashed on the high-rise --- their words are spray to the wind.   Blown like silent laughter. falling on ears of tin   In my mainland blues.