Here are the lyrics to one of the best songs ever to come out of the Hippie era. I play this everyday for the past 45 years. This was written in a time when every song told a story - remember when songs used to do that????
"Well, I dreamed I saw 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 at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies. Look at 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 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."
Thank you Neil Young for this and all the other songs on "After The Gold Rush".
"Well, I dreamed I saw 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 at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies. Look at 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 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."
Thank you Neil Young for this and all the other songs on "After The Gold Rush".
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