One, two, three
Two, two, three

In the old days and the newer days
The present days and the future days
Tomorrow will never be late
If your dreams can come true

On the true days and the lyin' days
The crowd stays and the purple haze
Is floating down from the sky
That's where it shows

On the TV, in the newscast
They're never gonna talk about
On the front page of the internet
You're never gonna see about
The big thing in the room
That's happening right now

In the long day before
To the night of the morning and after it
Will live on as a memory of fate

It's so big that you can't see
It's so large that it's you and me
It's nothing if not the dream
We have is not coming true

People swear it's a conspiracy
A dirty trick to get you and me
Into believing that something's not real

Copyright: HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP
Writer(s): Neil Young