Miles of desert fly, the quiet of dawn.
i ride the winds of morning to see the man that¡¯s burning.
*** burningman
Miles of desert fly, the quiet of dawn.
I ride the winds of morning to see the man that¡¯s burning.
In my head i hear the song a million voices strong.
I feel the heart of conscious returning, that¡¯s why the man is burning.
*** burningman