Sometimes in the evening late I drift between unconsciousness and fate And when a breath redefines my aim I come around again How deep does the time suspend? A pendent hangs displaying what it may And when a voice or a force transcends I come around again Sometimes under stars domain A silhouette of drunks are on the stage They perform with unbridled shame And come around again And sometimes I sit around and wait And piece together innocence and faith And then I find that the winds have changed For the suns ascent You and I we're stuck in paradise Stuck in my mind