11:22, what can you do
When you find the truth ain’t true
11:22, what do you know
When you’ve run out of places to go
11:22, new life in a new place
Another friend, another pretty face

In the sunset of your dreamscapes
Voices call out for mercy
In the essence of a twisted fate
You can drink until you’re thirsty
Wheels spinnin’ but you know you’re
Goin’ nowhere, goin’ nowhere

11:28, factions and fate
You can’t claim the stakes you make
11:28, how can you leave
You haven’t found the time to breathe
11:30, waters dirtied
By the sounds of old Syd Barrett

Wheels spinnin’ but you know you’re
Goin’ nowhere, goin’ nowhere