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The Future
by Restorations

When I heard it climb out of your mouth
I knew it like my own name
Like my home address
Such sweet distraction
Silent, frozen glass river
Tiny helicopters flying low over my house
Cackling slow
I know its been wild for a while now
But the things they say on TV
That ain't me
I always liked you because you talk about the future
So, what do you do with your free time? What ghosts go through you? And me? I sit inside
I sit inside and freak out about money and time
I always liked you because you talk about the future
I always liked you
Never had a future before
History cuts clean
So, where you headed? So, where you going?

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