Consider this your fair warning There's no turning back now You're leaving your Blanket of cleansed gospel For the smut of vicious truth You won't need your own wool coat Because out there the sun beats through So interlock your fingers with mine And squeeze tight Stay close behind We haven't much time So I'll cut to the quick We'll burn the midnight oil The sun will peek into our windows And be surprised to find empty beds Walls naked, our closets stripped Of all its threads We will awake in a new world Our own island This floating ma** A jagged slab Where bulbs burn for us until the end When dawn arrives We'll be ten drinks deep If we can fight off turning horizontal We'll explore our new home And find similarities at every turn No matter how far we go It's all a fragment of a whole Even it all locks are keyed Or calloused become our feet No matter how far we go There's no escaping the glow We'll take our seats at the throne Wonderland is now our home