a horse with no name

on the first part of the journey

I was looking at all the life

there were plants and birds

and rocks and things

there was sand and hills and rings

the first thing I met was a fly with a buzz

and a sky with no clouds

the heat was hot

and the ground was dry

but the air was full of sound

I've been through the desert

on a horse with no name

it felt good to be out of the rain

in the desert

you can't remember your name

'cause there ain't no one

for to give you no pain

after two days in the desert sun

my skin began to turn red

after three days in the desert sun

I was looking at a river bed

and the story it told of a river that flowed

made me sad to think it was dead

after nine days, I let the horse run free

'cause the desert had turned to sea

there were plants and birds

and rocks and things

there was sand and hills and rings

the ocean is a desert

with its life underground

and a perfect disguise above

under the city

lies a heart made of ground

but the humans will give no love