The Future - Restorations

When I heard it climb out of your mouth

I knew it like my own name

Like my home address

Such sweet distraction

Silent, frozen glass river

Tiny helicopters flying low over my house

Cackling slow

I know its been wild for a while now

But the things they say on TV

That ain’t me

I always liked you because you talk about the future

I always liked you

So, what do you do with your free time?

What ghosts go through you?

And me?

Well, I sit inside

I sit inside and freak out about money and time

I always liked you because you talk about the future

I always liked you

Never had a future before

Oh, history cuts clean

So, where you headed?

So, where you going?