Sometimes in the evening late
I drift between unconsciousness and fate
And when a breath redefines my aim
I come around again

How deep does the time suspend?
A pendent hangs displaying what it may
And when a voice or a force transcends
I come around again

Sometimes under stars domain
A silhouette of drunks are on the stage
They perform with unbridled shame
And come around again

And sometimes I sit around and wait
And piece together innocence and faith
And then I find that the winds have changed
For the suns ascent

You and I we're stuck in paradise
Stuck in my mind