(Dewey Bunnel)

On the first part of the journey

I was looking at all the life

There were plants and birds and rocks and things

There were sand and hills and rain

The first thing I met was a fly with no buzz

And a sky with no clouds

The heat was hot and the ground was dry

But the air was full of sound

You see I've been through the desert on a horse
with no name

It felt good to be out of the rain

In the desert you can't remember your name

'Coz there aint no one to a give you no paine

After two days in the desert sun

My skin began to turn red

After three days in the desert fun

I was looking at a river bed

And the story it told

Of a river that floated

Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I've been through the desert on a horse
with no name...

After nine days I let the horse run free

'Coz the desert had turned to sea

There were plants and birds and rocks and things

There were sand and hills and things

The ocean is a desert with it's life underground

And the perfectest sky is above

Under the cities lies a heart made of ground

But the humans will give no love

You see I've been through the desert on a horse
with no name...