Kashmir

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face

And stars fill my dream

I'm 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

All will be revealed

Talk in song from tongues of lilting grace

Sounds caress my ear

And not a word I heard could I relate

The story was quite clear

Oh, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'

Mama, mama, 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

Try to find, try to find the way I feel

Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace

Like sorts inside a dream

Leave the path that led me to that place

Yellow desert stream

Like Shangri-la beneath the summer moon

I will return again

As the dust that floats finds you

We're moving through Kashmir

Oh, father of the four winds fill my sails

Cross the sea of years

With no provision but an open face

Along the straits of fear

Oh, when I want, when I'm on my way, yeah

And my feet wear my fickle way to stay

Ooh, yeah yeah, oh, yeah yeah,

But I'm down oh, yeah yeah, oh, yeah

Yeah, but I'm down, so down

Ooh, my baby, oh, my baby

Let me take you there

Come on, oh let me take you there

Let me take you there