For everyone's enjoyment, a nice little song from a favorite band of mine. I think it's a wonderful bedtime story.



The Gold in the Mountain of Our Madness - The Flaming Lips

Here we go

They started up the hill
With their young lives exploding still
They love to dream and run
They have the grass and the trees and the sun
They dreamed of the gold they’d find (they dreamed of the gold)
At the top of the hill as they climbed
No one would ever doubt
Their spirit and strength could never run out

There they go

But the hill was steep and long
They never thought they’d be wrong
They climbed through the hill and all
There was a mountain a thousand feet tall
And with the gold still in their minds
They used their young lives to climb and climb
And by the time they got to the peak
They were old and they were weak

There was no gold that they could find
It was all just in their minds
They had dreamed and they had run
They found the grass and the trees and the sun
And said what do we do now
Spend the rest of our lives climbing back down
Or we can treasure what we find
And make it golden in our minds

That’s what we’ll do