"Kashmir"

Oh let the sun beat down upon my face With stars to fill my dream I am a traveler of both time and space To be where I have been

Sit with elders of the gentle race This world has seldom seen Talk of days for which they sit and wait And all will be revealed

Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace Sounds caress my ear But not a word I heard could I relate The story was quite clear

Oh, baby, I been flying No, yeah, mama, there ain't no denyin' Ooh, yeah I've been flying Mama, mama, ain't no denyin', no denyin'

All I see turns to brown As the sun burns the ground And my eyes fill with sand As I scan this wasted land Trying to find, trying to find where I've been.

Pilot of the storm who leaves no trace Like thoughts inside a dream Heed the path that led me to that place Yellow desert stream

My Shangri-La beneath the summer moon I will return again Sure as the dust that floats high in June When movin' through Kashmir.

Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails Across the sea of years With no provision but an open face Along the straits of fear

When I'm on, when I'm on my way When I see, when I see the way, you stay

When I'm down When I'm down, so down Ooh, my baby, ooh, my baby, let me take you there Come on, come on Let me take you there, let me take you there.

I hope India has enough nukes, they can't just nuke Pakistan, the Jihad would never end

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