Sun on my face, water dressed in moon dust. You and me together, right where we belong. Angels don’t mind us, the gods are busy in heaven, and the oracle whispered quietly: we got lucky, you and I. It’s starting now - let it start, time for cleaning. It’s starting now - let it start, time for cleaning. See the queen in her office counting the money twice. In the kitchen the king is smiling, baking honey bread. No friendships, no enemies, nothing holding us tight. Everything’s fine on board this ship called harmony. It’s starting now - let it start, time for cleaning. It’s starting now - let it start, time for cleaning. Wherever we wander, we always circle back. The center of everything is still called home. Angels don’t mind us, the gods are busy in heaven, and the oracle whispered quietly: we got lucky, you and I. Time for cleaning. Time for cleaning.
