One enchanted eveningnAs I lay on my bednI took two little square mirrorsnAnd placed them end to endnnThen, just to play with the moonlightnI raised one-ninety degreesnThat's when the spokes started spinning, yeahnSucked my soul from its eavesnnThirteen times I've sipped the winenDispelled the myth of timenTook the heat of the sacrificenAnd returned to ridenThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnnTakes it's toll on the flesh and bonesnThis dimensional dancenIf curiousity's killing me nIt's got the seat of my pantsnnSo, if you're looking for answersnOr just out for kicksnDon't be a distant cousin, yeahnYou all know where I livennThirteen times I've sipped the winenDispelled the myth of timenTook the heat of the sacrificenAnd returned to ridenThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnnI'll walk you through where the mirrors meetnTo a place we'll be free to speaknBetween the sadness of sacrificenTo the belly of the beastnThe seventh son of the setting sunnLays a shroud on all that's black and whitenThe narcotic of nightmarenPulses greyness out in silvery sheetsnnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen timesnThirteen times