From the Album:   * To the hilt      Gone - With the northern sun   ÂÂ'Cross that far horizon   World of a thousand faces   I can't find my oases   There's a black ice in the sky   And wells are runnin' dry   Doomed to voyage till life's end   Load up – strike camp again   Gone - Along the highway ribbens   Past city dwellings   I can see how far they are   From the stickers on their cars   But I'm a nomad   Can't look far ahead   Doomed to travel to life's end   Load up – strike camp again   Yeah I've seen you down below   From my hotel window   On the run – “Star treks' “ on   We've got a dream in common   We've got a dream!