From the Album:
* To the hilt
Gone - With the northern sun
â"š¬í‹Å“Cross that far horizon
World of a thousand faces
I canâ"š¬â"ž¢t find my oases
Thereâ"š¬â"ž¢s a black ice in the sky
And wells are runninâ"š¬â"ž¢ dry
Doomed to voyage till lifeâ"š¬â"ž¢s end
Load up â"š¬" strike camp again
Gone - Along the highway ribbens
Past city dwellings
I can see how far they are
From the stickers on their cars
But Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m a nomad
Canâ"š¬â"ž¢t look far ahead
Doomed to travel to lifeâ"š¬â"ž¢s end
Load up â"š¬" strike camp again
Yeah Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ve seen you down below
From my hotel window
On the run â"š¬" â"š¬í…"Star treksâ"š¬â"ž¢ â"š¬í…" on
Weâ"š¬â"ž¢ve got a dream in common
Weâ"š¬â"ž¢ve got a dream!