Oh,father...the father of the four winds fill my sails,across the sea of years With no provision but an open face along the straits...along the straits of fear,of fear.. Oh let the sun beat down upon my face (and stars to fill my dream) lam a traveler of both time and space (to be where I have been) To sit with elders of the gentle race (this world has seldom seen) They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed Talk and song from tongues of fitting grace (whose sounds caress my ear) But not a wordI heard could I relate(the story was quite clear) All Isee turns to brown As the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand As I scan this wasted l and Trying to find where I've been Oh,pilot of the storm who leaves no trace (like thoughts inside a dream) Heed the path that led me to that place (yellow desert stream) My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon (I will return again) Sure as the dust that floats high in June when movin' through Kashmir (when movin' through Kashmir) when movin' through Kashmir When I'm on when I'm on my way yeah WhenI see when I see the way you stay-yeah When I'm down,baby when I'm down I'm so done let me take,let me take you there Let me take,let me take you there
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