Kashmir - Remaster

Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face

With stars to fill my dream

I am a traveler of both time and space

To be where I have been

Sit with elders of the gentle race

This world has seldom seen

Talk of days for which they sit and wait

And all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace

Sounds caress my ear

But not a word I heard could I relate

The story was quite clear

Ooh, baby, I've been flying

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

Ooh, yeah, I've been flying

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

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

When I'm on, when I'm on my way

When I see, when I see the way, you stay

When I'm down

When I'm down, so down

Ooh, my baby, ooh, my baby, let me take you there

Come on, come on

Let me take you there, let me take you there