I pa**ed the docks; I pa**ed the drome
I think it's time to head back home
I had my fun, but now I'm done
A midday's fine vacation
I keep this ground; I'm homeward-bound
But I wish I could stick around
Subconscious stay; a dream away
A paradise location
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Another curve on horizon calls to me; speaks to me
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I'm three miles in, and not winded yet
I sit upon my throne of movement
Owed to the chain, but to my disdain
The soaring light is lesser
The sun's going down, and I'm outta town
I think I've made a poor decision
I can't be scared; I'll just be aware
Capitulate the pressure
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Another curve on horizon calls to me; speaks to me
Inclined to hear, because you've been so good to me, good to me
But now I've bit off more than I can chew; look at you
It's getting dark; what have you done?