| Lyrics: | Ramadan is over,
The new moon's shown her face,
I'm halfway round the planet,
In a most
unlikely place.
Following my song line
Past bamboo shacks and shops
Behind a jitney
packed like sardines,
With bananas piled on top.
I ran away from politics,
It's too
bizarre at home.
Away I flew, tuned into Blue
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"
Awakened by
a stewardess,
With Spain somewhere below.
On the threshold of adventure,
God I do love
this job so.
So while I make my move
On the big board game
Up and down a Spanish
highway,
Some things remain the same.
Girls meet boys
and the boys tease girls
I'm
heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.
Oh I believe in song
lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels
To some most peculiar
spots.
They run across the oceans
Through mountains and saloons
And tonight out to
the dessert
Where I sit atop this dune.
I was destined for this vantage point
Which
is so far from the Sea
I've lived it in the pages of Saint-Exupery
From Paris to
Tunisia
Casablanca to Dakar
I was riding long before I flew
Through the wind and sand
and stars.
Caravan
Ride that hump
And Timbuktu's a jillion bumps
Sleeping bags
and battle flags
Are coiled and furled
That's the way you travel
To the far side of the
world!
A Sunset framed by lightening bolts
Burns a lasting memory
And a string of
tiny twinkling lights
adorn the sausage tree.
While the embers from the log
fire
Flicker, fly, and twirl
Then drift off toward the cosmos
From the Far Side of the
World.
Well it's Christ |
