Come to you all dressed in sound   With bluebirds tripping wires to the ground   Connected to a time machine   That will not power down      Set the cross hairs back on one   You said we'd only die here in a sun   The way your headstone shines   I only wish that it was mine      So set the cross hairs back on one   I nail the loop that brings the second run   Past the wished on charms   And through the lens back to your living arms      This time machine won't power down   And this time machine won't power down      And still the cross hairs rest on one   And still you rest there in the morning sun   Still I fumble through pages   Of constructions on the ride      I like the blown out sound we've found   I like the way it feels here coming down   The way your headstone shines   I only wish that it was mine