Secondary stage, I know I've lost the feeling Safe inside the bottom, fair despite another I know it is, but willing? Wasting the fun, I know it's just a matter of regression The lies it sure to stay Well into the play, the lines have gone to freeze us Dawning on december, dreaming of forever I know inside the real thing Lay in the sun, Forgotten where the lonely molly May've seemed a good way to reach the wave An ordinary lay (into the sun) An ordinary lay (sack up to the fun)