I've been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends trying a noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way

To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together, it's a strange invitation


When I wake up, someone will sweep up my lazy bones
And we will rise in the cool of the evening
I remember the way that you smiled

When the gravity shackles were wild
And something is vacant when I think it's all beginning


I've been drifting along in the same stale shoes
Loose ends trying a noose in the back of my mind
If you thought that you were making your way

To where the puzzles and pagans lay
I'll put it together, it's a strange invitation