Memory from a Future State

I'll be cruising by your house about a quarter to five
I'll be soaking wet
Cause I've been riding the line
I thought, "Technology, who cares to bother?"
But I'm shuddering as the conscious father delivers
In song...

And I was twisted in his harmonies
I was but a bellow from his lungs
Just a snap in the record
In a war never won
But somehow the people are getting on...

You must think that I've faltered
That I've had enough
That my bridges been burned
That I've surely given up
It ain't true

He's known as the shadow
But I know him by another name
I know the physics of flying
But I ain't been a bird to date
It's a memory from a future state
In a war that is always the same
But somehow the people are getting on...
But somehow the people are getting on...
But somehow the people are getting on...
But somehow they're getting on...



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon P Corn
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