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
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
when i think it's all beginning
loose ends tying the noose
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