Steve Hackett
nomads
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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
- Album:
- Five Classic Albums
- Blues With A Feeling
- The Total Experience [Live In Liverpool]
- Total Experience: Live in Liverpool
- Wolflight
- Genesis Revisited II
- Beyond The Shrouded Horizon
- Defector
- Miscellaneous
- Live Rails
- R-Kive
- Refugees: A Charisma Records Anthology 1969-1978
- Premonitions – The Charisma Recordings 1975-1983
- Defector (Deluxe)
- Spectral Mornings (Deluxe)
- Cured (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Defector (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Spectral Mornings [(Bonus Edition) [Remastered]]
- Voyage Of The Acolyte (Bonus Edition) [Remastered]
- Access All Areas - Steve Hackett (Live)