On the sixth day   When the word came   We began our journey   We would not break the promise      Lonely, hasten to the shoreline   Just in time to see them sail away   All the times when we lay sleepless   And the weather made no sense      Challenge your hands   To capture these landscapes   Holy days, landscapes   Of dunes and red skies      There is only one horizon   Rolling thunder this wilderness   So lonely tangled up forever   Hold me for a while      My love, I can hardly hear you   Heal me, feel my love      So I find your breast against mine   Is this the slow tango   I have no regrets, my love   I let you press      I forget the rest   But I feel it like the rushing dove   That beats against the hands of time   With pounding heart again      Is this the slow tango?   I have no regrets, my love