After The Gold Rush(Live In Amsterdam) - Nana Mouskouri

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