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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

Saying something about a queen, there were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming and the archer split the tree