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He looks up
Straight ahead
Theres something there
Now it' s gone
Is it a bird
Or an aeroplane?
Just like a thought
It' s there
Then it' s gone
Over sea
And over sand
In the deserted heart
Of a desert land
Rotor blades
Like a charred palm trees
Signify
No success
No release
Is it eight
Or is it nine?
Who fall in
For the very last time
There is no rest
No release
At the oasis
These men
Reduced to this
The darkest parade
