White Horses At Sea / Utopian Daydream

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