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
