These are the lyrics to Tom's "Joshua Tree", one of my absolute favorites

No one knows the age of those
Trees on White Tank Mountain
They're timeless as a legend
They'll hold you in their spell

And 'neath those ageless roots they say
There holds a secret fountain
Fed by ancient waters
From hidden mystic wells

The lizard's resting wisely near
The rocks of White Tank Mountain
Keep one eye on the desert
And one eye on the sea

The lizards tell the story of
A man who drank the fountain
And left his ashes blowin'
Cross the sands of Joshua Tree

And some called him a holy man
And some called him insane
Might have been his alibis
As he put the crowds to shame

And some called him the seer
Flying blind and soaring free
Like a bird above the fault line
In the land of the Joshua Tree

So if you climb the rocks along
The road to White Tank Mountain
You might hear a song blow by you
With his ashes in the breeze

The song is just as sacred as
The waters in the fountain
And it's message is as ageless
As the roots of a Joshua Tree

And some called him a holy man
And some called him insane
Might have been his alibis
As he put the crowds to shame

And some called him a seer
Flying blind and soaring free
Like a bird above the fault line
In the land of Joshua Tree