the future has long lines the future looks like a screen it s all you ll ever see all lit up like a stadium and who will be the first the future s made of dust and we are all just rust in the machine about to make some more mistakes get deathly ill three four times i ll find money on the street no unexpected luck i will spend some time crying i ll be adept so much i ll be transformed i ll get the baby in the king cake i ll climb a small mountain get three more bikes stolen take four more of kitchen series which is imitations and hooks bits that you remember nothing ask it s another look the future s empty in it s way the future has long lines the future looks like a screen and i cannot believe the future s happening to me arrows pointed educated words to let you know the border guards have graduated they re taking up their post i lift the receiver find you there i ll win and lose some bets the magic hour make me feel at home in a place i don t know yet i ll spook the horse keep the lights on leave mythologies alone i ll try to say all the right things but get hung up on the tone the future has long lines the future looks like a screen and i cannot believe the future s happening to me