Like a fan it's lifting you high
 High above the ground
 Never coming down
 You gold dress is burning alight
 Deafens me with the sound of the sun
 Setting fire to the night
 And everything's all right
 Vibrations coming my way
 When you're floating on by
 In your gold dress
 Vibrations coming to play
 When you're filling the sky
 With your gold ... dress
 Your gold dress is shaming the stars
 A thousand melting Dali Guitars
 Make no sound
 And dripping slowly down
 Your gold dress is all I can see
 Blind my eyes but there it will be
 Beacon burning bright
 And everything's all right
 Your gold dress!