From the Album: * To the hilt Gone - With the northern sun 'Cross that far horizon World of a thousand faces I can't find my oases There's a black ice in the sky And wells are runnin' dry Doomed to voyage till life's end Load up – strike camp again Gone - Along the highway ribbens Past city dwellings I can see how far they are From the stickers on their cars But I'm a nomad Can't look far ahead Doomed to travel to life's end Load up – strike camp again Yeah I've seen you down below From my hotel window On the run – “Star treks' “ on We've got a dream in common We've got a dream!