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The Future Songtext
von The Little Hands of Asphalt

The Future Songtext

They tell my New York city′s cold this time a year
With the way the Atlantic flows almost as cold as it gets here
But that current's on the move to presume a new carrier
Led on by the stars in the atmosphere


So back here in a tiny town we will need more electricity
T...
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I think that that′s the trouble with seeing things my dear
Nothing is ever clear
And your views were surely accurate
But I'm done with accuracy
Because once I could see the future
But the future couldn't see me
And now I′m stuck between our teeth
With the lies we couldn′t tame
But at least we keep our chins up as we spit back at the rain

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