print dirty fingers in yellowish maps
tracing your course,
shifting the sand
staring at the sun with charcoal eyes
Oh you, breath back into life, baby
oh, you're back to life again
oh, you, welcome back to life, baby
oh you're back to life again
Here where night and day once were the same
the streams of thought reach my feet
take what is yours
and take what is mine
walk back on my path, silverstar
Oh, you, breath back into life, baby
oh, you're back to life again
oh, you, welcome back to life
walk back on my path you silver star
Oh, you, breath back into life, baby
oh, you're back to life again
oh, you, welcome back to life, baby
oh you're back to life again
Planning your arrival the old men
print dirty fingers in yellowish maps
take what is yours
and take what is mine
walk back on my path, you, silverstar
Oh, you, breath back into life baby,
oh, you're back to life again
oh, you, welcome back to life, baby
oh, you're back to life again
Oh, you, wellcome back to life
oh, well, back on my path you, silverstar
oh, you, breath back into life baby
oh, you're back to life again
Willy Crook
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