Crash Wisdom - Theme For an Imaginary Western lyrics

When the wagons leave the city
For the forest and further on
Painted wagons of the morning
Dusty roads where they have gone
Sometimes travellin’ through the darkness
Met the summer comin’ home
Fallen faces by the wayside
Looked as if they might have known

Oh the sun was in their eyes
And the desert was dry in the country towns
Where their laughter sounds
Oh the dancing and the singing
And the music when they played
Oh the fires that they started
Along the trail with no regrets
Sometimes they found it
Sometimes they kept it
Often lost it along the way
Fought each other to possess it
Often blind to the light of day

Oh the sun was in their eyes
And the desert was dry in the country towns
Where their laughter sounds

Oh the sun was in their eyes
And the desert was dry in the country towns
Where their laughter sounds