Luminescent Caravan

(ahhhh) Lost in the dust of the old highway

Tracing the path where the shadows play

Spirals of glass under ancient skies

I see the truth in your dark design

And the rhythm pulls me under Like a drum of distant thunder (ooh-ahh)

Run through the heat of the night

Bound by the current,

we take to the flight

Open the gates of the soul Under the weight of the heavy

control

(we run, we run)

Whispering winds from a foreign shore

Carrying patterns we can't ignore

Locked in the loop of an endless drive

Feeling the heat of the earth alive (ahhhh)