Time enough to prepare
And make you look, make you stare
Won't you deal me in and let empires fall
Got me some others to call, who can offer me danger
But don't take it personal
But you live in the echo of a screaming jet
In the furnace of each cigarette
With penitence and regret
Around your neck like a golden chain
Like an aching numbed with novocaine
Well wouldn't you like to get away and ride white horses far away
Now they're chasing away
And leaving the trace of your things rusting away
Somewhere just under your skin
Is this the way out
Let summer begin and brighten your sky
Just let it be as you'd like
Just cross your heart and hope to die
But don't take it personal
We hide in the eye of the maelstrom we're down in the valley where the shadow's long
Well don't you know that we belong somewhere over the rainbow
In the wreckage of a ufo that glitters on the ocean spray
Ride them up into the milkyway
Now they're chasing away, excellent