So I pretended to have wings for my armsYou feel this Genesis song, "Mad Man Moon," has a vital clue to your existance in this barren place.
And took off in the air.
I flew to places which the clouds never see,
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousand mirages, the shepards of lies
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
I would welcome a horse's kick to send me back
If I could find a horse not made of sand. (see footnote)
You look around you. To the North there is nothing but sand. To the South, the same. To the West, you see what looks like movement in the distance, perhaps people? To the East you think you see the glimmer of water. Or is it a mirage? You decide to take your chances and head...
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Genesis rules especially thier old
stuff you should go buy one of their cds right now and listen to it!!!!!!