I’m breathing in the silence of the night Tracing three figures in the empty space (What are they?) Searching for the features of a weathered face The distance is a factor that we learn to ignore Following the footprints we had noticed before Time is moving slowly, but we’re walking fast Watching every golden ridge disappear behind our backs We crossed the empty desert just to see what could be true Following a signal that was pulling all three through The intensity of wonder is a test we’re walking in Letting the silence end where something strange begins (Something strange begins) An old traveler waits in a motionless place Beside an iron camel with a glow beneath its frame (Underneath its frame) And a little stranger watches from the shelter of its shade Like something from a story that the desert somehow made The camel has a heartbeat underneath a wall of glass A quiet golden rhythm moving slowly as we pass We crossed the empty desert just to see what could be true Following a signal that was pulling all three through The intensity of wonder is a test we’re walking in Letting the silence end where something strange begins (Something strange begins) The old man says the desert doesn’t care where you arrive He learned to read its silence just to find a way to stay alive (Stay alive) He knows every pattern, every ruin, every sign But when we ask him for the exit, he just looks into the night We crossed the empty desert just to see what could be true Following a signal that was pulling all three through The intensity of wonder is a test we’re walking in Letting the silence end where something strange begins (Something strange begins) No one here has found the other side
