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The future has long lines
The future looks like a screen
It's all you'll ever see
All lit up like a stadium
Who will be the first
The future's made of dust
And we are all just rust in the machine
I'm bound to make some more mistakes
Get dead the hill three or four times
I'll find money on the street, no unexpected luck
I will spend some time crying
I'll be in love so much, I'll be transformed
I'll get the baby in the king cake
I'll climb a small mountain, get three more bikes stolen
Paint four more kitchen ceilings
We're just invitations and hooks
Bits that you remember nothing
Ask, it's another look
The future's empty in its way
The future has long lines
The future looks like a screen
And I cannot believe
The future's happening to me
Arrows pointed, educated
Words to let you know
The border guards have graduated
They're taking up their posts
I'll lift the receiver and find you there
I'll win and lose some bets
The magic hour will make me feel at home
In a place I don't know yet
I'll spook the horse, keep the lights off
Leave apologies alone
I'll try to say all the right things
But get hung up on the tone
The future has long lines
The future looks like a screen
And I cannot believe