Western Desert Lyrics & Chords By Cairo

The cries and wails of a fluster of kites
Swooping down on the fringe of where he could have been by now
Stumbling through the crowds - intensely colored sounds
As the sun pierced a hole through the ashen haze

Hot, parching winds off the Western Desert
Scatter the dreams of the last regime and other powers take their place
On the shifting sands of constant change

Monumental tombs demand the respect
Legends of the pharaohs and their kingdoms are due
Glories of old now struggle with the
Clash of conflicting views in a troubled age