i'm gonna organize some changes in my life
i'm gonna exercise the demons of my past
i'm gonna take the car and hit the open road
i'm feelin ready to just open up and go

and i just feel i can be anythin'
an' all i ever wish to be
i've finally said just what i wanna be
make my wildest dream come true

i'm on my way
out on my own again
i'm on my way
out on the road again

when i remember back to how just things just used to be
and i was trapped inside a shroud of misery
i'd feel me dissapear so deep inside myself
i couldn't find a way to break away the hell

when i'm feelin' down an' low
heaven will never be the same again
i just remember what i am
and visualize just what i'm gonna be

i'm on my way
out on my own again
i'm on my way
i'm gonna break away

i'm gonna break away
i'm out on my own
i'm out on my own
gonna break away
breakin' away

i'm on my way
out on my own again
i'm on my way
out on the road again

i'm on my way
out on my own again
i'm on my way
i'm gonna break away
				

life's a mirage riding on the desert sand
like a vision floating with the desert winds
know the secrets of the ancient desert lands
you are the keeper of the mystery in tour hands

nomad rider of the ancient east
nomad rider that men know the least
nomad where you come from no one knows
nomad where you go to no one tells


undercover of the veil of your disguise
the men that fears you are the ones that you despise
no one's certain what your future will behold
you're a legend you own story will be told

nomad rider of the ancient east
nomad rider that men know the least
nomad where you come from no one knows
nomad where you go to no one tells

no one dares to even look or glance your way
you're reputation goes before you they all say
like a spirit that can disappear at will
many claim of things but no one's seen you kill

nomad, you're the rider so mysterious
nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us
nomad, you're the rider of the desert plains
no man's understood your genius

those ewho see you on horizon desert sun
those who fear your reputation hide or run
you send before you a mystique that's all your own
your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone

nomad, you're the rider so mysterious
nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us
nomad, you're the rider of the desert plains
no man's understood your genius

legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue
but no one's spoke to you and live to tell the tale
some they say that you have killed a hundred man
others say that you have died and live again

nomad, you're the rider so mysterious
nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us
nomad, you're the rider of the desert plains
no man's understood your genius
				

and if you're taking a walk through the garden of life
what do you think you'd expect you would see ?
just like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life
and in the rivers reflections of me

just for a second a glimpse of my father i see
and in a movement he beckons to me
and in the moment the memories are all that remain
and all thewounds are reopening again

we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers

and as you look all around at the world in dismay
what do you see, do you think we have learned
not if you're taking a look at the war torn affray
out in the streets where the babies are burned


we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers

there are times when i feel i'm afraid for the world
there are times i'm ashamed of us all
when you're floating on all the emotion you feel
and reflecting the good and the bad

will weever know what the answer to life really is ?
can you really tell me what life is ?
maybe all the things that you know that are precious to you
can be swept away by fate's own hand


we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers

when you think that we've used all our chances
and the chance to make everything right,
keep on making the same old mistakes
makes untipping the balance so easy
when we're living our lives on  the edge
say a prayer  on the book of the dead


we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers
we're blood brothers, we're blood brothers

and if you're taking a walk on the garden of life