Driving through space
And I'm wasting my time
On a dead end road
towards a bottle of wine
As I light me up a cigarette
Skies are balmy
and it's hard to forget
What feels real at the time
May be an illusion
in a bottle of wine
I wake up just around two
My internal clock is always skewed
I want to find some time
to be mine
Let my thoughts run away
in my mind
Float into place
I was pushed aside
Was dumped to the beach
where I will reside
There I will fade
Away to gray
Under the trees but over the shade
The best part of growing old
Is knowing when the story
is about to unfold
I wake up just around two
My internal clock is always skewed
I want to find some time
to be mine
Let my thoughts run away
in my mind
I wake up but not before you
My internal thoughts
are always new
I want to find some time
to be mine
Let my thoughts run away
and rewind
As we walk
through the rippling lines
And across the power lines
Building prisons without crimes
Going the distance
All this loss will fade away
As I dream for another day
All this loss will fade away
Going the distance
I wake up just around two
My internal clock is always skewed
I want to find some time
to be mine
Let my thoughts run away
in my mind
I wake up but not before you
My internal thoughts
are always new
I want to find some time
to be mine
Let my thoughts run away
and rewind