Kashmir
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 ; As the dust that floats high in June ; When movin' through Kashmir. ; With no provision but an open face ; Along the straits of fear ; I been flying ; There ain't no denyin' ; Flying, flying ; All I see turns to brown ; All I see turns to brown ; As the sun burns the ground ; Burns, burns ; And my eyes fill with sand ; My eyes fill with sand ; As I scan this wasted land ; This wasted land ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying to find where I've been ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying to find where I've been ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying to find ; Trying ; Try ; well I'm down ; So down...; 