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[T.E.

Born in England, religious
A hazy dream the to face
Indifferent to joy and pain, no
ending games

Ride, ride on the wings of the desert storm (and your)
Pride, burning pride, its hunger's fed when is gone

He tried to the army then
He was denied, had too much men
He studied then the ancient
Digging up relics and

[Pre...]

was where it all began
He joined on service then
The was to banned

[Pre...]

The ghost, the gallant rider on the edge of the storm
A miracle written in the sand, the desert plans for

Feisal was the only
To join the to cross Turkish plans
Aqaba was the key
To end the to make them free

& Chorus...]

"I will go if you will go to cross the plains"
"I am here, the to show what you are able to face"

The sand is grinding the
Dust is clouding their

The sun burns out mind
Slowly, like the sand the time
Wing of dark, fly
The wind, the last cry

He lived his of tragedy without a home
No place to
Distracted caught in its face, from the start
Without a

He tried to free Arabia its siege
But he'd to far
He paid his price on the desert
He'd lost his soul, lost his trace

& Chorus...]

The the gallant soldier,
A splitted soul game with the
His mind was bound to the world
His belongs to the desert plains eternally!