I wish I was a fisherman   tumblin' on the seas   far away from dry land   and it's bitter memories   castin' out my sweet line   with abandonment and love   no ceiling bearin' down on me   save the starry sky above   with light in my head   with you in my arms...   i wish i was the brakeman   on a hurtlin fevered train   crashin head long into the heartland   like a cannon in the rain   with the feelin of the sleepers   and the burnin of the coal   countin the towns flashin by   and a night that's full of soul   with light in my head   with you in my arms...      And I know I will be loosened   from the bonds that hold me fast   and the chains all around me   will fall away at last   and on that grand and fateful day   I will take thee in my hand   I will ride on a train   I will be the fisherman   With light in my head   You in my arms...      Light in my head   You in my arms...      Light in my head   You...      With light in my head   You in my arms...