Gimme vision gimme life Till we rush outside baby When we hear the midnight hour We gon' flood these nights baby Violet nights and crimson dreams Skin like hot coffee and cream Suspended in the quality Of astral realms when spirit leads Golden serpent on the shore Gleaming like a candy store Backstroke till I catch my breath No this ain't no sudden death It's a slo-mo breakdown of who I was before It's a cold cold awakening in the early morn And I don't know anything that I did before No I don't know Gimme vision gimme life Till we rush outside baby When we hear the midnight hour We gon' flood these nights baby Gimme vision gimme life Till we rush outside baby When we hear the midnight hour We gon' flood these nights baby