Departing once again from normal blogging, we've been required to post: "a reading, anything you consider worth of sharing, your favorite poem, short fiction, fable, anything is valid as long as you can read it". In keeping with the blogs theme of sound, I've chosen a song by Neil Young, released in 1970 called After The Gold Rush
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 floated on the breeze
Look at Mother Nature on the run in the 1970's
Look at Mother Nature on the run in the 1970's
I was lying in a burned-out basement with the full moon in my eyes
I was hoping for replacement when the sun burst through the skies
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
Thinking about what a friend had said, I was hoping it was a lie
Well I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships 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
This has always been one of my favorite (Neil Young) songs. When I heard it for the first time around 7th grade I had no clue what it meant, but I just loved the imagery of it - from knights and queens, to a dreaming hippie, to futuristic spaceships. Past, Present, Future. Now when I read the lyrics again all I hear is global warming, global warming, global warming. And that was a good 30 years before Mr. Gore. Nice work, Neil.