Dreams of Youth

Picture somewhere so pure and true It’s up to me and you All the air you can breathe It’s all you really need All the money grows on trees Leave with the fallen leaves No more lies to believe No reason to deceive I’ll stand tall On the mountain winds, I breathe He is rich In what he can afford to let alone Dream of a resurrection Freedom from added depletion Did I happen to mention You’re gonna love your complexion Sustenance abundance All them bellies full Sustainability my friends It’s only natural How much time do we have? Does anyone know? How much more? When the seeds have all been sown, no! Healers singing the truth Channeling Dreams of Youth Oh, oh Hearts are dry like the dessert Dust in their eyes Serum runs out of habit Through, through the same ravine Healers singing the truth Channeling Dreams of Youth Oh, oh Yeah... Healers singing the truth Channeling Dreams of Youth We're not to blame For what's been done We must move on In harmony beside underworlds Visions induced To concecrate land and sky