Ninety degrees in the shade, the shade that stretches forever.

Over black everglades, crystallised and circled with flames of the summer.

I don't know where you've been, out on the sand with medusa,

and not busy with fighting gravity, the seducer.

Go now and look out your window, go now and look out your window,

Tonight belongs to you.

Ninety degrees in the shade, the shade that's woven around us.

Woven over and out, outside and in, within which they'll never find us.

I don't know where you've been, out on the sand with medusa,

and not busy with fighting gravity, the seducer.

Go now and look out your window, go now and look out your window,

Tonight belongs to you, I hope there's some to share.

Tonight belongs to you, I hope there's some to share, silent conqueror of the night.