Overland, West Of Suez

Overland the desert sands are born

An all too brief exchange

The details somehow got waylaid

Neither of us were born to be leaders

But you made the first move to escape

Closer than me to the equator

I looked you up on graph paper

Not as close as we once were, oh no.

Undeterred, a man of words was born

Your vocation came

You found your target and took aim

Take me to where bodies glide

Graceful underneath the waves

Closer than me to the equator

I looked you up on graph paper

Not as close as we once were, no.

Not as close as we once were, no.

I thought I saw your older sister

I was gonna ask after you

West of Suez, East of Britain

I was gonna ask after you

'Cause she looked so much like you

I meant to ask after you.