Can't you help me?
To be free
I am fading away I am fading away I am fading away
In burning heat of the sun
With fully loaded gun
I took a deadly ride
Crashed in a drifty sea of sand
Had neither solid ground
Nor any shelter around
I stud up on my own
No network in my phone
Lost in a dusty remote land
I am fading away
Won't be ever coming back
Waiting all the day to find a way
To pull myself back on my track
Surviving lonely nights
And days ware passing lights
Starvation kills my lips
And minds ware playing tricks
Cause sands were ever shifting shapes
And it may sound like a joke
But it was really a smoke
Which made me think I am in dream
Showed me the land of steam
This isn't what I have seen on maps
The land
Had many holes in the crust to gather
Pulls out ignites to power fallen winds to rise
Can't I be powered by this way so I can live my days
But some things will never change