It's hard to get a read on you Just trying to catch your manifestation Even in the morning's delight There's no way of sensing insight You do the work of this world no complaint I'll never reach your vibration Veiled in your immemorial being Not all is as it seems In tune with your melodic guitar And your sand dune spirit and heart Fallen on my naked knees In the shade of a beckoning tree I turn and face the pale sun Turn and face the pale sun Through the mists of the dawn I turn and face the pale sun We've minds to know and ears to hear There's a line that's been drawn in the sand Every woman and man Turn and face the same sun Turn and face the same sun Through the fog everyone Turn and face the same sun

When you find a wash of love That you just fall short of You'll weep like a wash willow Hallowed in the middle You take the oxygen away from me And release it when you please Skull spinning like a goldfish bowl As an ill wind blows eddies through my home I'm always looking for the happy ending Maybe no end to the searching Lost bounties, lost qualities Lost, just lost This day is not my friend And I am not my friend Somewhere to run Somewhere to run Somewhere to run Every day there's a triple darkness And never a moment's peace We're all crossing over to the other side Of Al-Qiiyama city streets Total proximity but no intimacy To laugh is to ignore Wrath and laughter have no power While they are warming up the same old horrors Your words are just echoes of echoes The powers that be A rouges gallery This day is not our friend And we're all at wits' end Somewhere to run Somewhere to run Somewhere to run You feel the cold and take the blows But you'll find no comfort here It's disillusionment every day Preserve your soul how any which way And proceed with the desert's creed To make real To make real To make real what you only believe This day is not your friend Heaven help us friend Somewhere to run Somewhere to run Somewhere to run