an open coast an open road spirit rising burning gold i ll take you to the caverns where the gypsies go they re dancing through the firelight whirling fast and slow it s a cry from the heart it s a crying soul nothing imagined need ever be lost going from dust to dust we re running and hiding like wolves from a pack you ll hear the waves crashing never turning back it s a cry from the heart it s a crying soul nothing imagined need ever be lost going from dust to dust it s a cry from the heart