Our past is black and white
Five minutes fall carelessly into the open jaws of time
Pack everything and flee
Jump rivers and slash through the tall green weeds
Our days of wild and free
Adeline
We can make our home on the mountainside
Higher than the vultures can fly
We have everything but time
These nights of wandering
Dark shadow birds overhead follow thee
And prey our weakness
Under black umbrella wings (these days of wandering)
Our sci-fi eyes have never seen such things
As primitive as these
Adeline
We can make our home on the mountainside
Higher than the vultures can fly
We have everything but time
My darling just you wait
When digital angels upload our souls at heaven's gate
We'll laugh about the past
Sip whiskey that drips from eternity's ever flowing flask
We're here at last
We're here at last
We're here at last (Adeline)
We're here at last (Adeline)