[Intro] (instrumental, 4 bars: bodhrán, stomps, low guitar drone) [Verse 1] My fingers bleed on granite walls, I climb just to feel the drop, On horseback through the borderlands, I ride and never stop. On midnight trains to nameless towns, new horizons call my name, My heart just beats in one rhythm: „One more mile, one more flame." [Chorus] 'Cause adventure is the addiction that keeps dragging me away, Whether climbing, riding, sailing, roaming – nothing makes me stay. In storms upon the open sea, in snow, in sand, in stone, I'm only alive when I'm somewhere I cannot call my home. [Verse 2] The sails are full, the horizon's a promise without end, I chase the hidden coastlines that no other maps defend. On gravel roads the bicycle rolls, the world grows small yet wide, Every breath a starting gun into the next unknown ride. [Chorus] 'Cause adventure is the addiction that keeps dragging me away, Whether climbing, riding, sailing, roaming – nothing makes me stay. In storms upon the open sea, in snow, in sand, in stone, I'm only alive when I'm somewhere I cannot call my home. [Verse 3] Maybe I'm a madman, but silence feels like chains, I need the edge of every map where the lines dissolve in rain. On rock, on wave, on nameless tracks no other soul has known, As long as something pulls me on, I'm exactly who I've grown. [Bridge] [Deep male spoken, low, over bodhrán and fiddle drone] No harbor holds me, no anchor binds, The wind, the road, the wild – that's where I find The only truth I've ever known: I'm only free when I'm alone… and gone. [Final Chorus] [Full gang vocals, stomps, claps, fiddle and whistle soaring] 'Cause adventure is the addiction that keeps dragging me away, Whether climbing, riding, sailing, roaming – nothing makes me stay. In storms upon the open sea, in snow, in sand, in stone, I'm only alive when I'm somewhere I cannot call my home. [Outro] (instrumental fade: tin whistle, low male „oh-oh" gang vocals, bodhrán)
