The Ticket

We came from the future
Time was an iced covered river
until the ice cracked
and now we are free from the flow
from which we were trapped
So we can come from the future
and go by the past

I bought my ticket
For the fifteenth century
we started moving
through a hole in history
across the desert
across Euripides
Tossed in a tangle of time like an old vagabond
I bought my ticket
For the fifteenth century
a broken circuit
made a whole new history
across the desert
across Euripides
Tossed in a tangle of time like an old vagabond
Tossed like an old vagabond

He's got a bone through his nose
and a drum 'neath his hands
a future Yanomamo
or maybe last year's new burning man
Does everything sort of repeat
Does the old sort of get new
And it's time like a river
who's coils confound and confuse you

I bought my ticket
For the fifteenth century
we started moving
through a hole in history
across the desert
across Euripides
Tossed in a tangle of time like an old vagabond
I bought my ticket
For the fifteenth century
a broken circuit
made a whole new history
across the desert
across Euripides
Tossed in a tangle of time like an old vagabond
Tossed to the tangle of time like an old vagabond
Lost to the tangle of time like an old vagabond
Tossed in a tangle of time like an old vagabond
Lost to the tangle of time like an old vagabond



Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Dylan Gill
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