In the flowering desert   Lies the heart and soul of man   Find a deep well to draw from   And give back as you can   In the moonlight musicians   Hear their tunes in the Burren wind   And in the shadows   Where an old faith's sheltered   The painter's work begins      Footsteps, I could learn to listen   Footsteps, how I long to trace   Footsteps, I could learn to listen   To footsteps of an ancient race   The fertile rock      To the flowering desert   Roll the wheels of greed   Wells dry forever   The orchid starts to bleed      Footsteps, I could learn to listen   Footsteps, how I long to trace   Footsteps, I could learn to listen   To footsteps of an ancient race   The fertile rock      Fertile rock   Ancient Place   Walk there, walk there   Footsteps   Ancient Place   Not for sale   Walk there, walk there   Fertile rock