Στοίχοι:
Kinya

See the moon roll across the stars See the seasons turn like a heart Your father's days are lost to you This is your time here to do what you will do

After tonight, there'll be no coming home soon No tears of regret, no smell of her perfume No more dancing feet to the beats that go boom While I watch

As logic stands you couldn't meet a man Who's from the future But logic broke as he appeared he spoke About the future We're not gonna make it He explained

Don't think twice of me tonight And I will do the same Strange days have caught us once again I can see no mystery In what you have to say When you lie

I am the son and the heir Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar I am the son and heir Of nothing in particular You shut your mouth, how can you say

your time is up my time is now you cant see me my time is now its the franchise, boy im shin' now you cant see me my time is now in case you forgot

See the moon roll across the stars See the seasons turn like a heart Your father's days are lost to you This is your time here to do what you will do

A racing stampede, down in the valley The waves are horses made of mercury Our boat is shaking, wet timber aching Helter-skelter in the pouring rain The

A stormy summer is rolling closer Lighting up this holy smoker And if this drinking could ease the thinking I toast to my home truth with this glass