Back To Egypt

 

Cold desert of the moon
Crude oil of the sand
Whatever time is left
Is at the maker's hand

Back to Egypt
Where the hot wind blows
Back to Egypt
A place where the spirits rose

The spinning hands of time
Sand in the hourglass
It's the last and final straw
The straw that broke the camel's back

Back to Egypt
Where the hot wind blows
Back to Egypt
A place where the spirits rose

The victorious city
Great serpent lying beside the Nile
The images in Memphis
Are something to admire 

Copyright 1998 Lee Barry. Rights in lyrics reserved.