Future Recollections
There's a window leading from my mind
And through it I can see
Faces of people yet unborn
Things that I've to be
My hands, they are extentions
Of the body, not it mind
It will all come back to me
If I give it time
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Now I feel the comming day
The sun warms my body with it's rays
Dreams have vanished for ever more
And I feel like empty before
And I feel like empty before.
And through it I can see
Faces of people yet unborn
Things that I've to be
My hands, they are extentions
Of the body, not it mind
It will all come back to me
If I give it time
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Now I feel the comming day
The sun warms my body with it's rays
Dreams have vanished for ever more
And I feel like empty before
And I feel like empty before.
Credits
Writer(s): Philip Gunn, Colin Catt
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