While in the streets of all our fears
they reign supreme as orders go
they are the last to have their say
and last to know it doesn't matter how you try
it doesn't matter what you say
they always watch with hollow eyes
to put you down they always find a way to criticise.

Chorus I:
The vultures fly high
they circle over us all
the vultures fly high
I'll take your hand if you fall.

All those who sheltered in their smile
are scattered here from yesterday
and if the weak are left behind
they have to pay and though you haven't much to give
you know they take it, yours and mine
sometimes it looks as though we lose
but then in time the finger points at them
the next in line.

Repeat Chorus I

Chorus II:
The vultures fly high
they circle over us all
the lonely sigh
I'll take your hand if you fall

Repeat Chorus II twice
 

Tried to take it all away
learn her freedom just inside a day
and find her soul
to find their fears allayed.

Tried to make her love their own
they took her love they left her there
they gave her nothing back
that she would want to own.

Gold and silver rings and stones
dances slowly of the moon
no-one else can know
she stands alone.

Sleeping dreams will reach for her
she cannot say the words they need
she knows she's alone
and she is free.

Chorus:
Ocean gypsy of the moon
the sun has made a thousand nights
for you to hold
ocean gypsy where are you
the shadows followed by the stars
have turned to gold, turned to gold.

Then she met a hollow soul
filled him with her light
and was consoled she was the moon
and he, the sun was gold.

Eyes were blinded with his light
the sun she gave
reflected back the night
the moon was waning almost out of sight.

Softly ocean gypsy calls
silence holds the stars awhile
they smile sadly
for her where she falls.

Just the time before the dawn
the sea is hushed
the ocean calls her
day has taken her and now she's gone.

Chorus

No-one noticed when she died
ocean gypsy shackled to the tide
the ebbing waves were turning
spreading wide.

Something gone within her eyes
her fingers lifeless stroke the sand
her battered soul was lost
she was abandoned.

Silken threads like wings still shine
winds take pleasure still make patterns
in her lovely hair
so dark and fine.

Stands on high beneath the seas
cries no more
her tears have dried
oceans weep for her the ocean sighs.

Chorus
  

Sultan king cruel majesty
ordered that his women die
a single night this for all his wives
takes his pleasure then their lives.

And so for many days with the dawn
the sultan had his way
wives were put to death
his name on their dying breath.

Then one day as the evening came
sultan sends for him a wife
choose her well charms I wish to see
bring her, send her in to me.

Then came Scheherazade to his side
and her beauty shone
like a flower grown
gentle as he'd ever known.

Scheherazade bewitched him
with songs of jewelled keys
princes and of heroes
and eastern fantasies.

Told him tales of sultans
and talismans and rings
a thousand and one nights she sang
to entertain her king
she sings, Scheherazade, Scheherazade, etc.
  

Scheherazade this day is yours
the bearers of your gifts now all around you stand
the finest silk made in the land
is waiting for your choice
it shimmers at your hand
Scheherazade your life is one
you have today the sultan's love
the people watch you step into the sun
stalls and bars of every kind
food piled high on woven leaves for all to eat
drums and flutes at every turn
the music winding, twisting through the crowded streets
caravans from far away bring people laughing
people come to see the sultan in Baghdad today.

Scheherazade her name is known
her tale is told
the sultan let her life be spared
the festival begins this day
to celebrate her fame
the people sing her praise
stories sung, the crowds are dancing
to the music and the entertainment all the voices sing
the people call to see the king
the sultan smiles
his story just begun
the sultan and Scheherazade are one
Scheherazade, Scheherazade.

She told him tales of sultans and talismans and rings
a thousand and one nights she sang to entertain her king
she sings, Scheherazade, Scheherazade, Scheherazade, etc.