Keep On Walking
Passenger Lyrics


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Well last night I couldn't sleep
I got up and started walking
Down to the end of my street
And on into town
Well I had no one to meet
And I had no taste for talking
Seems I'm talking my whole life
It's time I listen now

Well I walk past the late night boys
With their bottles in their doorways
And I walk past the business men
Sleeping like babies in their cars
And I thought to myself oh, son
You may be lost in more ways than one
But I have a feeling that it's more fun
Than knowing exactly where you are

Like a stone carried on the river
Like a boat sailing on the sea
Well I keep on walking
Oh, I keep on walking
'Til I fine that old love
Or that old love, comes to finds me

Well I walked into the morning
And felt that warm sunlight forming on my shoulders
'Cause it hit with no warning
Like a summer sky storming in my lungs
Ain't it funny how the kids walk by
They'll do anything to make themselves look older
While the women spend their money
On anything that makes them look young

Like a stone carried on the river
Like a boat sailing on the sea
Oh, I keep on walking
Oh, I keep on walking
'Til I fine that old love
Or that old love, comes to finds me

Oh, lo, no
Oh, oh, oh, no
Oh, lo, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Well I'm like a stone,
And I'm carried on the river
Like a boat sailing on the sea
Oh, well I keep on walking
Oh, well I keep on walking




'Til I fine that old love
Or that old love, comes to finds me

Overall Meaning

The song "Keep On Walking" by Passenger is about a man who is lost in life and is trying to find his way back. He starts walking aimlessly, passing by various people and observing their lives. He realizes that he has been talking all his life, never really listening to what others have to say. He keeps walking, hoping to find that old love or for it to find him. The lyrics are metaphoric and use imagery of a stone carried by a river and a boat sailing on the sea to signify the journey of life.


The first paragraph talks about the singer's insomnia, which prompts him to walk through his street and past the town. This symbolizes the restlessness of his mind and a desire to escape his current situation. He has no one to meet, and he does not feel like talking. This shows his disconnection from the world around him. He realizes that it's time to listen to his own thoughts and introspect.


The second paragraph describes what he sees on his walk, the late-night boys with their bottles in their doorways, and business men sleeping in their cars. These represent the different paths of life, some choosing to party and enjoy life, while others are too tired and overworked to even go home. He observes the people around him and wonders if he's lost in more ways than one. However, he feels that the uncertainty of his life is more fun than having a predictable life.


Overall, the theme of the song is about finding oneself and discovering what's important in life. It encourages the listener to embrace the unknown, keep walking, and never give up on love.


Line by Line Meaning

Well last night I couldn't sleep
I was awake and restless in bed


I got up and started walking
I decided to take a walk


Down to the end of my street
I walked to the end of my street


And on into town
I continued walking into the town


Well I had no one to meet
I wasn't meeting anyone


And I had no taste for talking
I didn't feel like talking to anyone


Seems I'm talking my whole life
I've been talking a lot my entire life


It's time I listen now
It's time for me to listen to my surroundings


Well I walk past the late night boys
I walked past some young men who were out late


With their bottles in their doorways
They were drinking in front of their homes


And I walk past the business men
I also walked past some businessmen


Sleeping like babies in their cars
They were sound asleep in their parked cars


And I thought to myself oh, son
I reflected on my situation


You may be lost in more ways than one
I might feel lost in multiple aspects of my life


But I have a feeling that it's more fun
However, I have a sense that it's more enjoyable


Than knowing exactly where you are
Than knowing exactly where you stand


Like a stone carried on the river
I feel like a stone being carried by the river's flow


Like a boat sailing on the sea
Or like a boat that's sailing on the ocean


Well I keep on walking
But I continue walking


Oh, I keep on walking
I persist with my walk


Till I fine that old love
I continue walking until I find my past love


Or that old love, comes to finds me
Or until my past love seeks me out


Well I walked into the morning
I walked until the morning


And felt that warm sunlight forming on my shoulders
The sunrise cast warm sunlight on my shoulders


'Cause it hit with no warning
It happened unexpectedly


Like a summer sky storming in my lungs
It felt like a storm brewing in my chest


Ain't it funny how the kids walk by
Isn't it interesting how kids pass by


They'll do anything to make themselves look older
They try their best to look more mature


While the women spend their money
Meanwhile, women spend their money


On anything that makes them look young
On anything that enhances their youthful appearance


Oh, lo, no
A musical interlude


Oh, oh, oh, no
Another musical interlude


Oh, lo, oh
Yet another musical interlude


Oh, oh, oh
Musical interlude


Well I'm like a stone,
I feel like a stone


And I'm carried on the river
Being carried along by the river's flow


Oh, well I keep on walking
But I still persist with walking


Oh, well I keep on walking
I continue walking without pause


'Till I fine that old love
Until I locate my past love


Or that old love, comes to finds me
Or until my old love comes looking for me




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Michael David Rosenberg

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Comments from YouTube:

Zwryl Guajardo

I just love this song

Tom Smith

God bless

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