I was lying in a burned out
basement
With the full moon in my eyes.
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the
sky.
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
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.
They were flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home
in the sun.
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home.
Marco Giunco |
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