After The Goldrush

Well I dreamed I saw the knights in armour coming

Saying something about a queen

There were peasants singing and drummers drumming

And the archer split the tree

There was a fanfare blowing to the sun

That was floating on the breeze

Look at mother nature on the run

In the nineteen-seventies

I was lying in a burned out basement

With a full moon in my eyes

I was hoping for a replacement

When the sun burst through the skies

There was a band playing in my head

And I felt like getting high

I was thinking about what a friend had said

I was hoping it was a lie

Thinking about what a friend had said

I was hoping it was a lie

Well I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships

Flying in the yellow haze of the sun

There were children crying and colors flying

All around the chosen one

All in a dream, all in a dream

The loading had begun

Flying mother nature's silver seed

To a new home in the sun

Flying mother nature's silver seed

To a new home in the sun