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Dave Matthews & Tim Reynolds
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Kashmir (Live)
Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face Stars to fill my dreams 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, yeah
Talk and songs from tongues of lilting grace Whose sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate The story was quite clear
Step on
No denying, no denying, oh
All I see, it turns to brown As the sun burns on the ground And my eyes they fill with sand As I scan this wasted land
Try to find Try to find where I've been
All I see, it turns to brown As the sun burns on the ground And my eyes they fill with sand As I scan this wasted land
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Oh, pilot of the storm which leaves no trace Like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place A yellow desert stream
My Shangrila beneath the summer moon I will return again Sure as the dust that floats so high and true When moving 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
Oh, woah yea, oh, woah yeah
It turns to brown As the sun burns on the ground And my eyes they fill with sand As I scan this wasted land
Try to find Try to find where I've been, yeah
All I see it turns to brown As the sun burns on the ground And my eyes they fill with sand As I scan this wasted land
Try to find Try to find where I've been, yeah
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