Percy Fawcett

A fire is burning, in the eyes of Percy Fawcett

It’s a young man’s dream, so pure

From life in the army, to the thrills of unknown jungles It’s a long way road, so long

Going somewhere no one went before

No matter what they think you’re looking for

They will call on your name

For ages

Catching a fever in Brazil, running through the bombs explosions

But you won’t give up

That could be curved on a stone

Going somewhere no one went before

No matter what they think you’re looking for

They will call on your name

For ages, Percy

Ooh through the stormy weather, accros the endless water you will find the secret door

Ooh in a green wide desertthrough the endless whispers, you will find the ancient gold

Ooh drifted like a feather, on a snake of fire, crawling deep into your soul