First thing we'd climb a tree And mid-air then we'd talk Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts Illusions of some day cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal, this is our life And that's where the hornets stung me And I had a feverish dream With revenge in doubt Tonight we smoke them out You are ahead by a century Since you are ahead by a century Stare in the morning shroud And then the day begins I tilted your cloud You tilted my head Rain falls in real time The rain fell through the night No dress rehearsal, this is our life And that's where the hornets stung me And I had a feverish dream With revenge in doubt Tonight we smoke them out You are ahead by a century Since you are ahead by a century You are ahead by a century Since you are ahead by a century And disappointing you's getting me down You are ahead by a century Since you are ahead by a century