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