Verse
G C
When I wake up someone will sweep up my lazy bones
G C
And we will rise in the cool of the evening
G
I remember the way that you smiled
C
When the gravity shackles were wild
G
And something is vacant when I think its all beginning
[Chorus]
G C
I been drifting along in the same stale shoes
G C
Loose ends tying the noose in the back of my mind
G
If you thought that you were making your way
C
To where the puzzles and pagans lay
G
I’ll put it together: It’s a strange invitation