I'm dying to shoot you close to me
Still down in the worry would be right
I went to beaches pale and hollow
Stealing the rabbit that would be wise
Still need you

Sweet wine with a pill to pull me short
There's no time for rigging don't even care
It's blind and it seems so easy on the eyes
There's no rhyme and no reason to show
Goes down like a pill
Sweet Wine
In time to the tune of a prayer
With the end of his time

We move it on
We must be wishing
So know the signs
In death
We fail
To take care
In escaping
Bring me to bed
Bring me together
And you escape me
Bring me to him
Bring me islands
And you'd escape me
(da da da da da dada (etc))

My generation
Alright