from the long forgotten garden on a ship tie to the mast I'm sailin' over to Damascus driven forward by the past and in the long forgotten chaos sits the one I'm looking for sailing over to Damascus landing on this desert shore arriving in the golden city I start to sing my Chant d'Amour without loyalty and pity for the one I'm looking for from the long forgotten garden on a ship tie to the mast I'm sailin' over to Damascus driven forward by the past arriving in the golden city I start to sing my Chant d'Amour neither loyalty nor pity for the one I'm looking for