I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
  Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
  If you throught 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 been drifting along in the same stale shoes
  Loose ends tying the 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