Ice in the morning Melting wilder from the sunlight Ice in the evening Freezes traces of the moonlight You feel a pressure building pleasure In your own right But they couldn't repair And it wouldn't be fair My destination is. my destination is alright You build a fever Trying not to loose your eyesight And in the clouds There is a place you call your own... right My destination is. my destination is alright My destination is. my destination is alright Sleep a war away And wake to breathe the acid rain But they couldn't repair And it wouldn't be fair My destination is. my destination is alright My destination is. my destination is alright Get it on the left, get it on the right Get it on the left, you've got to get it right And under blackened clouds The doctor waits to call you And in the waiting room The nurses start to maul you But you couldn't repair And it wouldn't be... fair My destination is. my destination is alright My destination is. my destination is alright My destination is. my destination is alright My destination is. my destination is alright Get it on the left, get it on the right Get it on the left, you've got to get it right