A HORSE WITH NO NAME

    On the first part of the journey  
I was looking at all the life.
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings.

The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds.
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sounds.


Iíve been through the desert on a horse with no name.
It felt good to be out of the rain.
           In the desert you canít remember your name
ĎCause there ainít no one for to give you no pain.

La-la, la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la

After two days in the desert sun

my skin began to turn red.
After three days in the desert sun

I was looking at a riverbed.
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead.

After nine days I let the horse run a free

 Ďcause the desert had turned to sea.


There were plants and birds and rocks and things

There was sand and hills and rings.
The ocean is a desert with its life underground

And the perfect disguise above.
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground

But the humans forgive no love.

 

Iíve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain.

In the desert you canít remember your name

ĎCause there ainít no one for to give you no pain.
 

La-la, la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la

 

La-la, la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la
La-la, la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la, la-la...