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 Kashmir
 
  let the sun beat down upon my face
 And stars to fill my 
 I am a traveler of both  and space
 To be where I have 
 To sit with  of the gentle race
 This world has  seen
 They talk of days for which they sit and 
  will be revealed
 Talk  song from tongues of lilting grace
 Whose sounds caress my 
 But  a word I heard could I relate
 The story  quite clear
 Whoa-hoh, whoa-wa-oh
 Oooh, oh baby, I been 
 Lord,  mama, there ain’t no denyin’
 Oh, oooh yes, I’ve  flying
  mama, ain’t no denyin’, no denyin’
 Oh, all  see turns to brown
 As  sun burns the ground
 And my eyes fill with 
 As I  this wasted land
 Tryin’ to find, tryin’ to  where I be
  pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
 Like  inside a dream
 Heed the  that led me to that place
 Yellow desert stream
 My Shangri-La beneath  summer moon
 I will  again
 Sure as the dust that floats  high June
  movin’ through Kashmir
  father of the four winds, fill my sails
 Across the sea of 
  no provision but an open face
 ’Long the  of fear
 Whaoh, whaoh
 Whaoh-oh, oh
 Ohhhh
 Well, when I want, when  on my way, yeah
 When I see, when  see the way you stay-yeah
 Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh,  well I’m down, yes
 Ooh, yeah-yeah, ooh, yeah-yeah,  I’m down, so down
 Ooh, my baby, oooh, my baby,  me take you there
  oh, come on, come on
 Oh,  me take you there
 Let me  you there
 Whoo-ooh, yeah-yeah, whoo-ooh
 Yeah-yeah,  me take you