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the question is,
is the intended message remove island, like a cork, or re-move island, with the donkey wheel? what to do?



bythos gave me some physical graffiti for accompaniment. true story.



oh let the sun beat down upon my face
stars to fill my dreams
i am a traveler of both time and space
to be where i have been

to sit with elders of the gentle race
this world has seldom seen
they talk of days for which they sit and wait
and all will be revealed



talk and song from tongues of lilting grace
whose sounds caress my ear
though not a word i heard could i relate
the story was quite clear

whoa-oh-oh
whoa-oh oh-oh

ooooooooh
oh baby i've been flyin'
low yeah
a-mama there ain't no denyin'
oh
ooooooooh yes
i've been flyin'
mama mama ain't no denyin'
no denyin'

oh
all i see
turns to brown
as the sun
burns the ground

and my eyes
fill with sand
as i scan
this wasted land

tryin' to find
tryin' to find
where i've beeeeeeen

ah-ah ah-ah

oh pilot of the storm who leaves no trace
like thoughts inside a dream
who hid the path that led me to that place
with yellow desert screen
my shangri-la beneath the summer moon
i will return again
sure as the dust that blows high in june
when movin' through kashmir


oh father of the four winds
fill my sails
'cross the sea of years
with no provision but an open face
along the straits of fear

whoa-oh whoa-oh
whoa-oh-oh
ohh



wha
when i'm on
when i'm on my way yeah
when i see
when i see the way you stay
yeah then

ooh ooh yeah yeah
ooh ooh yeah yeah
when i'm down
ooh ooh yeah yeah
ooh ooh yeah yeah
when i'm down
so down

ooh my baby
ooh my baby
let me take you there
oh oh come on
come on
oh
let me take you there
let me take you there
woo yeah yeah
woo yeah yeah




despite the titular reference to kashmir, plant wrote the lyrics in southern morocco, while driving from goulimine to tantan in the sahara desert. as plant explained to rock journalist cameron crowe:

the whole inspiration came from the fact that the road went on and on and on. it was a single-track road which neatly cut through the desert. two miles to the east and west were ridges of sandrock. it basically looked like you were driving down a channel, this dilapidated road, and there was seemingly no end to it. 'oh, let the sun beat down upon my face, stars to fill my dreams...' it's one of my favourites...that, 'all my love' and 'in the light' and two or three others really were the finest moments. but 'kashmir' in particular. it was so positive, lyrically.

plant has also commented on the challenges he faced in writing lyrics for such a complex piece of music:

it was an amazing piece of music to write to, and an incredible challenge for me ... because of the time signature, the whole deal of the song is...not grandiose, but powerful: it required some kind of epithet, or abstract lyrical setting about the whole idea of life being an adventure and being a series of illuminated moments. but everything is not what you see. it was quite a task, ’cause i couldn’t sing it. it was like the song was bigger than me. it’s true: i was petrified, it’s true. it was painful; i was virtually in tears.

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