Cheers!

My brains, they stand baffled, their mouths gaping Awed by the heights, by the flights that were all once but dreams All but thoughts not believed in, instead locked away Like an Austrian family, like Monsieur Genet Like Monsieur Genet And those seismic adventures feel like holidays Where the closest to heaven's what opens above Instead lay back in deckchairs, in damp cellars kept And lay thanks on the table for limbs who have slept (Through the dinkiest twilights) the coldest of darks My brains, they stand baffled, my mind, it remarks Cheers! Cheers for waking up Love was lost, not all found, but a hunt's surely on Won't take place on a horse but is something intended While this hunted story's display yet to see Though I'm far from ensnaring, I'm closer to the beast I'm closer to the beast (Cheers for waking up, cheers for waking up, cheers for waking up) (Cheers for waking up, cheers for waking up, cheers for waking up) Than I ever could be, punching fire with flames The last green sign it glows, make a swift dash towards This escape that spells out the four letters of safe And now come to respect, like Mike in that game (Through the dinkiest twilights) the coldest of darks My brains they stand baffled, my mind, it remarks Cheers! Cheers for waking up Ah, cheers! Ah, cheers! Ah, cheers! Cheers for waking up Ah, cheers! Ah, cheers! Cheers for waking up (Cheers for waking up, cheers for waking up, cheers for waking up)