(Dave Hill-Steve Watts)(Cloth Cap Songs)
There's a convoy of eastern dinkies
Flies on the wall of death
Caught in a crazy time warp
Trubs, Mercedes what's next?
Stretched out to the distant horizon
Gypsies in search of a dream
Driven on through the snow and the cold wind
Hypnotized by the things that they'd seen
And the fire burns bright
So bright in their eyes
While the past it cuts deep
In all of our lives
And the face of a child
Tells its own special tale
As she looks for the west
Where her future unveils
There's an eastern sunset
At the border of life
And we've travelled so far
Like wings through the night
There's an eastern sunset
See the coming of age
It's a memory we'll keep
In a lifetime of change
There's an army of brothers and sisters
Forty years in the wilderness
Marching the road to freedom
As the darkness descends at the frontier
The crowd gather just for the feast
And we make our way to the footlights
As the sound of a thousand hearts beat
And the fire burns bright
So bright in their eyes
While the past it cuts deep
In all of our lives
And the face of a child
Tells its own special tale
As she looks for the west
Where her future unveils
There's an eastern sunset
At the border of life
And we've travelled so far
Like wings through the night
There's an eastern sunset
See the coming of age
It's a memory we'll keep
In a lifetime of change
Stop the show cvame the call from Mike
Won't somebody call the cops
Let the ambulance through
There's a life at stake
Not a minute to be lost
