From the Album:

* To the hilt



Gone - With the northern sun

‘Cross that far horizon

World of a thousand faces

I can't find my oases

There's a black ice in the sky

And wells are runnin' dry

Doomed to voyage till life's end

Load up – strike camp again

Gone - Along the highway ribbens

Past city dwellings

I can see how far they are

From the stickers on their cars

But I'm a nomad

Can't look far ahead

Doomed to travel to life's end

Load up – strike camp again

Yeah I've seen you down below

From my hotel window

On the run – “Star treks' “ on

We've got a dream in common

We've got a dream!