My thoughts are like flowing rivers In the furrows of my brain But when in black skies start to rain My soul is a raging ocean My thoughts are like flowing rivers In the furrows of my brain But when in black skies start to rain My soul is a raging ocean Only time knows where the wind Will blow the desert sand What will rise, what will end, what will stand Only time knows where the wind Will blow the desert sand What will rise, what will end, what will stand I am the desert sand