Crystal Caving

Dial a light for a natural fade Seasons can change Menus scroll and the needs are met All I've got left Feed a family and we're all grown up, yet we're all still Here nothing growing, crystal caving in the atmosphere Everything's golden Natural and the disasters And everything after On the hour, every hour, yes At your convenience One of many, and the many make the garden grow Here nothing growing, but the trees erupt in black light and gold Everything's golden