No, I'm not listening What's future? What's history? What's happened will be and repeat Now I know thy nature of no urgency Sickly, cyclic, cynicistic shrills Flitting in this mode of making memories Keeping up this pace of keeping still So look Oh god, look at what you've done now to me Locked into eternity I'll be back here one day, so they say Rumors have that I will write a different song Trying to get it right all afternoon And I'll meet you at the newly, everlasting little stint Half a hundred little songs with little themes and little hints Little remedies for little blots that stain my little head When I didn't know that I didn't know the tune, but still played it through Oh, live the dream in a time machine I've been waiting forever Now I know ever waits for me Ever so patiently Oh, live the dream in a time machine I've been waiting forever Now I know ever pays the fee To purchase identity Oh, live the dream in a time machine I've been waiting forever But I can't seem to find my footing back on one What's the time? Where's it gone? When's beat one?
