The wind tried to tell us We failed to understand We lost our senses of direction Drowned in the desert sand We left home without notice No landmark to be seen The ground died beneath us The landscape was unclean As we search for oblivion We forget to remember The faint memory of home Far beyond the wasteland We drank the poisoned water To hear the serpent speak He told us of a garden With the treasure that we seek As we try to discover The secret deep inside There is nothing to be found Only dust in the wasteland