You were dreaming That Lindbergh and Gehrig were alive The morning you tried Your black and white eyes Were gleaming And they asked you How to be like men in hats and suits and ties In the summertime Now you dream of light We burned your body And spread the ashes in the mountains That you never climbed 'Cause mountains are high And gleaming Until all that was left of you Was your million dollar smile Grinning all the while Now you dream of light