Look at mother nature on the run in the nineteen seventies
There was a band playin' in my head and I felt like getting high
Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home
In the yellow haze of the sun
I dreamed I saw a silver space ship flyin'
Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun
There were children cryin' and colors flyin' all around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream the loading had begun
I was lyin' in a burned out basement with the full moon in my eyes
I was hopin' it was a lie
The archer split the tree

I was hopin' for replacement when the sun burst through the sky
There were peasants singin' and drummers drummin',
A fanfare blowin' to the sun that was floating on the breeze

I was thinkin' about what a friend had said