Well I dreamed the knights

In armor 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 Mother Nature on the run

In the nineteen seventies

I was lying in a burned out basement

With the full moon in my eyes

I was hoping for replacement

When the sun burst thrugh the sky

There was a band playing in my head

And I felt like getting high

Thinking about what a

Friend had said

I was hoping it was a lie

Well I dreamed the silver

Space ships flying

In the yellow haze of the sun

There were children crying

And colors flying

All around the chosen ones

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

After The Gold Rush - Nana Mouskouri