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I can feel a desert wind hear it howlin' in the streets tonight it's a warning noone fears and there ain't no place where we can hide strangers lost in silence empty hearts and blinded eyes dangers taste like violence tears - while conversation dies lack of communication leads to asphalt - deserts - streets of pain darkness calls the light when all the water's banned and cares are buried under sand the wind will turn into a wasteland serenader so wake up - just stop feeding dust open your minds and learn to trust it's never too late - never too late to try cages of confusion in this world of broken dreams social constitution tries to hide behind the streams Letras de cancioneslack of communication leads to asphalt - deserts - streets of pain darkness calls the light when all the water's banned and cares are buried under sand the wind will turn into a wasteland serenader so wake up - just stop feeding dust open your minds and learn to trust it's never too late - never too late to try I can feel a desert wind hear it howlin' in the streets tonight From Letras Mania