Burning Man

All he had was an old wool blanket
She was lost in the sand and the sky
Could it be the only chance worth taking
We may never know the real reason why

He walked to Burning Man, in the black rock desert
Sand-storm whipped his face and hands
A skin cancer tan, beard worn and weathered
Stumble to that promised land
A lonely man on a quest called hope
A nomad dreaming up a joke

All he had was an old wool blanket
She was lost in the sand and the sky
Could it be the only chance worth taking
We may never know the real reason why

She drove to Burning Man, in a bright blue Beamer
Makeup like a raver glam
She had a shaky plan, back in Silicon Valley
Fin-tech business, some kinda scam
Scantily clad on a quest called luck
When that luxury car got stuck

A mile from Burning Man, he found her stranded
On that sand blown highway at 4 am
Blasting EDM they both dropped acid
Woman melting into the man
Out came blanket scars and dope
Watch that thing go up in smoke

All he had was an old wool blanket
She was lost in the sand and the sky
Could it be the only chance worth taking
We may never know the real reason why

There were lunatics, wealthy punks and hippies
Hedonistic rituals in an orgy dome
Eclectic spectacles, fire breathing art parades
These two dreamers just burnt out on their own

All he had was an old wool blanket
She was lost in the sand and the sky
Makin' love as the dawn was breaking
We may never know the real reason why
They went to Burning Man