Avalon

I lie in centuries grove
where the cool wind blows
where the cool wind blows
upon this stone plateau
where the cool wind blows
where the cool wind blows

A dust is falling in the air
the murderers are millionaires
I will wait to see you there
Avalon
Avalon

A young man fell below
where flowers grow
row on row
A madman lays the foe
where flowers grow
and the children know
(?)
a little girl grows up alone
carves your name into the stones
of Avalon
Avalon

You are my piece of mind
where the river winds
where the water shines
Culturer's years advice? (or something about orchards?)
where water shines
where water shines

You do not belong to anyone
when the day is said and done
you'll receive your native son (or sun)
Avalon
Avalon