the ordinaires
kashmir
Whoa let the sun beat down upon my face Stars to fill my dream I am a traveller of both time and space To be where I have been Sit with elders of a gentle race  This world has seldom seen Talk of days for which they sit and wait  All will be revealed  Talk an' song from tongues of lilting grace Sounds caressed my ears And not a word I heard could I relate The story was quite clear Whoah-ohh-oh  Whoah-ohh-oh-oh  Ooh, oh, baby I been blind No-yeah, ah mama, there ain't no denying Oh, oooh yes, I've been blind Ma-ma-ma, ain't no denying, no denying, yeah  Oh! All I see turns to brown  As the sun burns the ground And my eye fill with sand As I scan this wasted land Tryin'a find, tryin'a find  Where I been - ooh-ooh-ooh  Oh pilot of the storm who leaves no trace  Like thoughts inside a dream You've the map that led me to that place  Yellow desert screen My Shangri-la beneath the summer moon I will return again As the dust that blows high in June  When 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 Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh, oh  Oh! 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, yes Ooh yeah-yeah, ooh yeah-yeah. When I'm down, so down  Ooh my baby, ooh my baby let me take you there Oh, come on, come on, oh let me take you there  Let me take you there  Ooh yeah yeah, ooh yeah yeah ... (fades out)