Les Friction
Kashmir
[Verse 1]
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
To sit with elders of a gentle race
This world has seldom seen
They talk of days for which they sit and wait
When all will be revealed

[Verse 2]
Talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
Sounds caress my ear
Though not a word I heard could I relate
The story was quite clear, oh—oh
Oh-oh