Gimme vision gimme life

Till we rush outside baby

When we hear the midnight hour

We gon’ flood these nights baby

Violet nights and crimson dreams

Skin like hot coffee and cream

Suspended in the quality

Of astral realms when spirit leads

Golden serpent on the shore

Gleaming like a candy store

Backstroke till I catch my breath

No this ain’t no sudden death

It’s a slo-mo breakdown of who I was before

It’s a cold cold awakening in the early morn

And I don’t know anything that I did before

No I don’t know

Gimme vision gimme life

Till we rush outside baby

When we hear the midnight hour

We gon’ flood these nights baby

Gimme vision gimme life

Till we rush outside baby

When we hear the midnight hour

We gon’ flood these nights baby