now the hot heydays are here in the salty air so clear in the perfect bright sunshine wasting time while a breeze cools down our skin with some whisky cokes and gin we will start our next decline wasting time so we cruise across the land of dried out fields and sand and theres nothing on our minds wasting time down the beaches at the sea another wave of liberty in the last bar we could find wasting time like a loss of impurity with a touch of eternity and its some kind of mystery it feels good anyway to me one more day in this warm sublime one more day to be redefined one more day of a new divine thats the way to waste some time waste some time wasting time