The Future
The world sits quiet like an empty dream
Correction, floating like a magazine
Perfected only for a soul to see ourselves
As earth keeps spinning round
I thought that we made friends with time
That we could slow the moments in our minds
But then that day came when it came
To find our peace of mind
If the future's not enough
Break your bread and then lift your cup
Take your moment when it comes
Fill your glass and then drink it up
If you could slow your heart to still believe
The sound of inevitability
The tide that's dragging us out to sea
As we, on earth keep spinning round
And this is not the world that we foresaw
We'll keep our hope alive until it seems
That hope said whatever will be, will be new
Nothing comes for free
If the future's not enough
Break your bread and then lift your cup
Take your moment when it comes
Fill your glass and then drink it up
The future is coming
And it won't wait just for you
The future is coming
And we won't look back
If you can't follow through
So don't be dragged
Away yourself
Of all these petty feels
When I am gone, remember me
As I fade through the years
So don't be dragged
Away yourself
Of all these petty feels
When I am gone, remember me
As I fade through the years
Correction, floating like a magazine
Perfected only for a soul to see ourselves
As earth keeps spinning round
I thought that we made friends with time
That we could slow the moments in our minds
But then that day came when it came
To find our peace of mind
If the future's not enough
Break your bread and then lift your cup
Take your moment when it comes
Fill your glass and then drink it up
If you could slow your heart to still believe
The sound of inevitability
The tide that's dragging us out to sea
As we, on earth keep spinning round
And this is not the world that we foresaw
We'll keep our hope alive until it seems
That hope said whatever will be, will be new
Nothing comes for free
If the future's not enough
Break your bread and then lift your cup
Take your moment when it comes
Fill your glass and then drink it up
The future is coming
And it won't wait just for you
The future is coming
And we won't look back
If you can't follow through
So don't be dragged
Away yourself
Of all these petty feels
When I am gone, remember me
As I fade through the years
So don't be dragged
Away yourself
Of all these petty feels
When I am gone, remember me
As I fade through the years
Credits
Writer(s): Fiora Cutler, 1, Lester A Mendez
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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