Lyrics:

Can I engage you a while?
Can I tug on your elbow?
Can I steer you a while,
my sweet little sailboat?
'Cause after you've looked into
the half-lidded eyes of the wicked
the most you can do
is roll with the waves
gently kicking.

Evanesce fade disappear
into a world easier on dreamers
where the tide's escaping
leaving a lunar landscape with puddles
reflecting the real moon
as a water balloon
parallax and misshapen.

Coalesce stay reapear
in a world
easier for dreaming
where sunshowers turn the good road
into bands of silver
and blue sky reflected in chrome
is vaguely familiar
in a world
easier for dreaming
where the most you can do is
spend all your time
giving some of your time
meaning.