The Day The Flowers Died

There came the day he sailed away, the day that the flowers died
Staring out across the sea a lonely tear he cried,
Out about the western board, he lived upon the waves
Hoping for the day of rest, running from the grave
They told of old the song of gold, that came running from the hills
Splashed with the blood of Christ, for it any man would kill
A thousand years hidden from, the evil of mankind

There came a man from far away, on the day the flowers died
Round the cape of southtown, riding the trade winds
Now that he stole the cursed gold, the adventure truly begins
They say the day he took away, the gold of the gods
The earth did start to tremble, and the mountains fell apart
Through the lands of indians, guided by a magic ring

He pointed east his floating beast, to meet the Myan king
But there on the trail brimstone and hail, stopped him in his tracks
The keeper of the kingdoms, came to get his treasure back
Blue moon rising ain't no sunshine blue moon rising ya
Blue moon rising ain't no sunshing blue moon rising ya
They told of old the song of gold, that came running from the hills
Splashed with the blood of Christ, for it any man would kill
A thousand years hidden from, the evil of mankind

There came a man from far away, on the day the flowers died
Blue moon rising ain't no sunshine blue moon rising ya
Blue moon rising ain't no sunshing blue moon rising ya
Blue moon rising ain't no sunshine blue moon rising ya
Blue moon rising ain't no sunshing blue moon rising ya