Your Gold Dress

You gold dress is whirling around

Like a fan it's lifting you high

High above the ground

Never coming down

You gold dress is burning alight

Deafens me with the sound of the sun

Setting fire to the night

And everything's all right

Vibrations coming my way

When you're floating on by

In your gold dress

Vibrations coming to play

When you're filling the sky

With your gold ... dress

Your gold dress is shaming the stars

A thousand melting Dali Guitars

Make no sound

And dripping slowly down

Your gold dress is all I can see

Blind my eyes but there it will be

Beacon burning bright

And everything's all right

Your gold dress!