Marjolein:
Standing alone in desert sand beneath empty sky
It seems to me there's some great metaphor here that's whizzing right by
But spare me please the irony
Oh my humors run dry
Still, I guess I’ll keep wandering on
Stumbling along, passing the time

Nows the time when some old guy
Who meditates day and night
Should appear atop a sand dune
And give me some great advice
Oh, but wouldn't you know I'm all alone
With nothing here but time
I'm lost in a desеrt, the metaphor for my life

I guеss that I’ll try
To find the caravan through this mountain of sand
I suppose that the goal
Is to finish the trek and return where I left
But back to what do I really want
To return to the life I knew
Still, I guess I’ll keep wandering on
There doesn't seem to be much else to do

Anytime the clouds decide
To part and shine down a light
My schedule’s not full, I wouldn't refuse
A flash of divine insight
Oh, but wouldn't you know I’m all alone
With nothing here but time
So I'm lost in a desert, the metaphor for my life
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