There's no more room in this city of sorrow I see the street lights slowly bleach your soul Said I was leaving here tomorrow 'Fore diamonds turn to coal And so our journey unfolds A tale that yearns to be told Imagine a place you'd rather be Where no concrete pierce the sky If I dream, say, is it still real to me? Let's leave those tears to dry Said no quarter until we try Said no quarter until we try Where are the days of childish ways? How could they be so far behind me? The dusty road still beckons me To a path ambiguous and vast So maybe I'll destroy my future And if I do it, I'll do it to honour my past Dusty roads Be my saviour My guide and my hope My scent and my flavour Dusty roads Be my saviour