There's no truth at all In a life full of holes | A life full of holes and a life full of wind
Got a nomads temper and a shepherds skin
Got my head in the sun and my feet in the water cool
This life full of holes, it leads me back to you
I'm comin' back to you
Follow the cross of the south and I will find my home
'Neath the marbled sky and the amber moon
By the graves of stone and the volcano tall
There's a traveller's truth, it says "There is no truth at all
In a life that's full of holes"