(Rantings from a dark future)

Hard to breathe

Makes it hard for me to be me

Be me for a while

I'll be you

Do you feel it, too?

Memories come flooding back

Make us want to rewind, rewind

Some memories lie sometimes

Not mine

And I won't drown

I'm not like the others

They don't know

They don't know what time it is for me

So hard to think

Too many thoughts

Far too little time

Oh

An aeon of memories

Long since flooded away

Hostility killing me

Toxicity city killing me

Killing me

Why go on

When thеy don't know

No, they don't know what time it is for me

It rеally was

It really was

It really was

Yeah, it was good

It was good to be young in that city

'though sometimes so hard to breathe

And I know it's a wonder I haven't died

I do not know if this spirit will survive as "I"

I won't drown

Not like the others

And I still remember the twentieth century AD

It really was

It really was

It really was

Hard to breathe

And it made it hard for me to be me

Be me yeah

And I know it's a wonder I haven't died

I do not know if this spirit will survive as "I”