Need a little get-a-way
Interdimensional holiday
The times were wicked
And skies were grey
Need it more every time, every day
I can't feel love any more
Far as I can see
Don't believe the lies in front of me
When you cannot face the truth
But you will not live the lie
Even though it falls apart
Standing tall when the pieces fly
But when you've got to live
It's your angle to the sun
And all it runs
Don't believe in time, it has begun
See the blind man take a feel
In the shadow he may find
A little love will take you there
Break you out in the dead of night
The twenty-four hour mind control
We're taking back the sun
And all it runs
Don't believe in life, it has begun
But when you've got to live
It's your angle to the sun