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