Parade

In the middle of nowhere when we're looking for something Then we raise our heads for the color red I am too a spirit and a wonderer And I welcomed the dew as much as you did When we're looking for brushwood In the nearest neighbourhood Then we follow the sky with the eye We search vegetation and surprised by the rain We're stumbling, tripping home again In the middle of nowhere when we're looking for something Then we raise our heads for the color red I am too a spirit and a walker And I welcomed the dew as much as you did We found the little man and his aeroplane But we never located the animal Examined the dirty ground Like it never been done modern exploring of 1991