City Of Gold
by 
Jack Bruce 
Gary Moore 
Kip Hanrahan 
recording of 1994 
from 
Around The Next Dream (Virgin CDV 2745) 
In my home of sand, outside the city of gold 
Well, the wind's so burning hot, but my heart remains so cold 
I need to buy myself some answers but the truth's already been sold 
Well, I know how to use a razor, carve my initials in the light 
Yes, I know how to use a razor, carve my initials in the light 
Sometimes in the depth of the dark, baby, I can make everything all right 
In my home of sand, outside the city of gold 
Well, the wind's so burning hot, but my heart remains so cold, yes it does 
The shelter in your eyes, I dream about it when I die 
Thirst for it when I cry, yeah 
My home of sand, outside the city of gold 
Well, the wind's so burning hot, but my heart remains so cold, it does 
The shelter in your eyes, I dream about it when I die 
Thirst for it when I cry 
Yeah, na, na 
Oh, my meal of salt on that table of stone 
And my meal of salt on that table of stone, yeah 
Your feat's so sweet while I thirst here all alone 
My home of sand, outside the city of gold 
Well, the wind's so burning hot, but my heart remains so cold, yes it does 
I need to buy myself some aspirin, 
but the truth's already been sold