I can feel a desert wind
hear it howlin' in the streets tonight
it's a warning noone fears
and there ain't no place where
we can hide
strangers lost in silence
empty hearts and blinded eyes
dangers taste like violence
tears - while conversation
dies
lack of communication leads to
asphalt - deserts - streets of pain
darkness calls the light
when all the water's
banned
and cares are buried under sand
the wind will turn into a wasteland serenader
so wake up - just stop feeding dust
open
your minds and learn to trust
it's never too late - never too late to try
cages of confusion
in this world of broken
dreams
social constitution
tries to hide behind the streams
lack of communication leads to
asphalt - deserts - streets of
pain
darkness calls the light
when all the water's banned
and cares are buried under sand
the wind will turn into a
wasteland serenader
so wake up - just stop feeding dust
open your minds and learn to trust
it's never too late - never too late
to try
I can feel a desert wind
hear it howlin' in the streets tonight