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