Got an airship full of diamonds, hidin' underneath my bed walkin' barefoot on the water, got your song stuck in my head well everyone is breathless, in the barrel of a gun silence used for only hiding, from the heat inside the sun Is this the last morning Was that the last night Is this all just heartache or am I hanging on a goodbye mystery spinnin' round a trail, like a coney island ride Let's walk out onto the edge here, stare at the great divide