Wasteland Serenader

I can feel a desert wind

hear it howlin' in the streets tonight

it's a warning noone fears

and there ain't no place where we can hide

strangers lost in silence

empty hearts and blinded eyes

dangers taste like violence

tears - while conversation dies

lack of communication leads to

asphalt - deserts - streets of pain

darkness calls the light

when all the water's banned

and cares are buried under sand

the wind will turn into a wasteland serenader

so wake up - just stop feeding dust

open your minds and learn to trust

it's never too late - never too late to try

cages of confusion

in this world of broken dreams

social constitution

tries to hide behind the streams

lack of communication leads to

asphalt - deserts - streets of pain

darkness calls the light

when all the water's banned

and cares are buried under sand

the wind will turn into a wasteland serenader

so wake up - just stop feeding dust

open your minds and learn to trust

it's never too late - never too late to try

I can feel a desert wind

hear it howlin' in the streets tonight