You walk down the street in your fancy suit br Diamonds and gold to show off your fruit br When riches and fame are your primary goals br You give up your soul at the crossing roads br They say beyond here is nothin' to find br Why don't we walk out of time and mind. br br When night is done at the break of dawn br The serpent slithers through the lawn br The rooster crows and cracks his whip br Racing his chariot for a soul bound trip br They say beyond here is nothin' to find br Come, let us break out of time and mind br br The ship is ready and the sails are all set br Nothin' been said or done to regret br My baby once gave me an apple to eat br Since then her spirit makes my heart beat br They say beyond here is nothin' to find br Come, let us sail out of time and mind br br Copyright © 2009 Göran Gustafsson.