Driving Through Kashmir (Kashmir Rough Orchestra Mix)

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face stars to fill my dream

I am 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 revealedTalk and song from tongues of lilting grace whose sounds caress my ear

But not a word I heard could I relate the story was quite clear

Oh oh Oh I been flying mama there ain't no denyin'

I've been flying ain't no denyin' no denyin'

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 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 Oh father of the four winds fill my sails across the sea of years

With no provision but an open face along the straits of fear

Ohh When I'm on when I'm on my way yeah

When I see when I see the way you stay-yeah

Ooh yeah-yeah ooh yeah-yeah when I'm down

Ooh yeah-yeah ooh yeah-yeah well I'm down so down

Ooh my baby oooh my baby let me take you thereLet me take you there Let me take you there