Nomads

An open coast, an open road

Spirit rising, burning gold

I'll take you to the caverns

Where the gypsies go

They're dancing through the firelight

Whirling fast and slow

It's a cry from the heart

It's a crying soul

Nothing imagined need ever be lost

Going from dust to dust

We're running and hiding

Like wolves from a pack

You'll hear the waves crashing

Never turning back

It's a cry from the heart

It's a crying soul

Nothing imagined need ever be lost

Going from dust to dust

It's a cry from the heart