Silo Song

Dreaming of a silver silo burning in the light Venus de Milo soldered in the side Thought I caught her smile Am I going, am I going up in smoke Am I going, am I going up in smoke Dreaming of birds of prey at battle On a burning saddle, a rider lost in flames What of all the games she played with beauty and love Have I gone up in smoke Have I come up, have I come up in smoke Have I come up, have I come up in smoke Venus de Milo calls Venus de Milo falls