well, i got your invitationnbut it never crossed my mindnyour casual obliterationnwould cross the linennon a rainy day highwaynand the melancholy got onni got the most nostalgic feelingni'm gonna head right by onnnwe're out of timenon down the linenjust get behindnwe're all out of timennthe perennial fatiguenof the timesnwhen you're long in the teethnshort in the sleeventhere's nowhere left to hidennand the raindrops fall safelynalong with the tearsnanother cool heart of the lonelynin the cool, secluded clearnnwe're out of timenon down the linenjust get behindnwe're all out of time