It just occurred to me

That things aren't as they seem

It's conspiracy

Ah

And we're living in a world of quicksand

Castles on their keep

Still waiting under siege

For the turning tide up

Need some inspiration

Time to hitch a ride

On the turning tide

Ah ha ha

The service was so slow

My eyes began to grow

Into telescopes

Ah

That are looking at a world of quicksand

Castles on their keep

Still waiting under siege

For the turning tide up

Need some inspiration

Time to hitch a ride

On the turning tide

And we're living in a world of quicksand

Castles on their keep

Still waiting under siege

For the turning tide up

Need some inspiration

With no obligation

Cause there's quicksand

Sucking up the goodness

Graciously impatiently

Is that the time out

Need recuperation

Time to hitch a ride

On the turning tide

To the turning tide

To the turning tide

To the turning tide

To the turning tide

To the turning tide