Time will put you in your place, just wait

always courting the angels but you end up with devil's lips

I think sometimes you wonder who is in control

But these mechanical moves

they fit you well, Mr. Prince

as all the stars and the moons

get dusted for your finger prints

You laugh behind the sympathy

that you sing to yourself to sleep peacefully

I'm just waiting for a sign from behind the lines

a sunrise at no one's expense – the punchline divine

I think we'll finally get it as you lose control

You sink behind the symphony

that you sing to yourself to sleep peacefully.

That you sing to yourself to sleep peacefully.

That you sing to yourself to sleep peacefully.

But you're sinking yourself so just hurry.