Paradise

In the dead of night as we make it through the great divide
Spirals in our eyes spinning out of time racing by
Twisting like a maze a kaleidoscope of sound surround
Running out of light tearing through the sky

Ride all night through this paradise,
and if you open wide you will realize
that everything happens tonight

Solar cosmic dust wipe away the rust from your heart
Hyper color touch fading like the dusk to the dark
Plastic universe thinking in reverse slowing down
At the speed of light tearing through the sky

Ride all night through this paradise,
and if you open wide you will realize
that everything happens tonight

The moment of eclipse
When the future slips past our eyes
We won't make a sound
As we touch the ground
We arrive,
The moment of eclipse
when the future slips past our eyes

Ride all night through this paradise,
and if you open wide you will realize
that everything happens tonight