Punt - Josh Butler

The caravan is close to enter

Inside the land of Punt

Rivers of gold and scented lakes

Beyond the desert dunes

Eye of the sun is hot and craving

Have we bedn led astray?

Punt is a world of unseen bliss

But can we trust the eyes?

A lost land, precious dream

Wondrous world of Punt

Ruled by Bez

Listen when he’s playing his harp

In the desert you’ll maybe find

Your world of Punt

Find a light in a dream

Neter Ta, the Land of gods and beasts

World of Punt, your dream is lost today

Neter Ta, world of Punt

You will forever live on its fields…

The vison was so near, it was so real

Fata Morana played her game

A world of wonder, you saw…

(But) in the morning it vanished in the night