In the Dreamtime Ralph McTell The [C]scent of [G]smoke on [C]desert [F]wind,[C] beneath the [Am]southern [Dm]cross,[G] [C]Far be[G]yond where [C]time be[F]gins,[C] and gene[Am]rations [Dm]lost.[G] [C]I could not be [F]further from you [C]now, With [Am]both feet [F]on the [G]ground. But in the [C]dreamtime [G]souls take [C]flight, And [F]I am [C]closer [G]to you [C]now. If [C]I should [G]lay me [C]down to [F]sleep,[C] by forest [Am]green or [Dm]shining l[G]ake, [C]I could [G]arise to [C]find it (guitaretab.com)