Kashmir (Live)



Kashmir (克什米爾) (Live) - Wildlife

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face


Stars to fill my dreams


I am a traveler of both time and space


To be where I have been


Secret elders of the gentle race


This world is seldom seen


They talk of days for which they sit and wait


All will be revealed


Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace


Sounds caress my ear


But not a word I heard could I relate


The story was quite clear


Woah woah


Woah woah

Woah woah


Woah Ooh oh baby I been flying


Slowy slowy slowy by


Heay baby I've been crying


You konw crying


Oh all I see turns to brown


As the sun burns the ground


And my eyes fill with sand


As I scan this wasted land


Trying to find where I been


Trying to find where I 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 screen


My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon


I will return again


Sure as the dust that floats high in June


When movin' through Kashmir


Oh father of the four winds

Fill my sails across the sea of years


With no provision but an open face


'Long the straits of fear


Woah woah woah


Oh oh


Oh baby


When I'm on my way yeah


When I see the way you stay way yeah


Well I'm down i can the marry


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