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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
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 revealed
Talk 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
Ooh, baby, I been flying low, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
Oh, ooh, yes, I've been flying, mama ma, 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 wasteland
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, whoaa
Whoaa, ohh
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, yeah
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Let me take you there
Let me take you there
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Let me take you there
Let me take you there
Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby, let me take you there
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, well I'm down, so down
Ooh, yeah yeah, ooh, yeah yeah, when I'm down, yeah
When I see, when I see the way, you stay yeah
When I'm on, when I'm on my way, yeah
Ohh
Whoaa, ohh
With no provision but an open face, along the straits of fear, ohh, whoaa
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails, across the sea of years
Sure as the dust that floats high in June, when movin' through Kashmir
My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon, I will return again
Heed the path that led me to that place, yellow desert stream
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no trace, like thoughts inside a dream
Trying to find, trying to find where I've been
And my eyes fill with sand, as I scan this wasteland
All I see turns to brown, as the sun burns the ground
Oh, ooh, yes, I've been flying, mama ma, ain't no denyin', no denyin'
Ooh, baby, I been flying low, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin'
But not a word I heard could I relate, the story was quite clear, oh, oh
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace, whose sounds caress my ear
They talk of days for which they sit and wait and all will be revealed
To sit with elders of the gentle race, this world has seldom seen
I am a traveler of both time and space, to be where I have been
Oh let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dream
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