| Desert sky, dream beneath the desert sky
|
| The rivers run but soon run dry
|
| We need new dreams tonight
|
| Desert rose, dreamed I saw a desert rose
|
| Dress torn in ribbons and bows
|
| Like a siren she calls (to me)
|
| Sleep comes like a drug in God’s country
|
| Sad eyes, crooked crosses, in God’s country
|
| Set me alight, we’ll punch a hole right through the night
|
| Every day the dreamers die to see what’s on the other side
|
| She is liberty, and she comes to rescue me
|
| Hope, faith, her vanity
|
| The greatest gift is gold
|
| Sleep comes like a drug in God’s country
|
| Sad eyes, crooked crosses, in God’s country
|
| Naked flame, she stands with a naked flame
|
| I stand with the sons of Cain
|
| Burned by the fire of love
|
| Burned by the fire of love |