I used to know song and it sounded so sweet
It was the breath, it was the truth,
It was the source of me
And when sung it would soothe
My heart, my aching head
And the crest of the moon
Was once again God's thumbnail
I used to know a place in a far off distant land,
Where the edge of outer space
Met the palm of my hand
Where the world was at peace,
And neighbors, they were kind
In this place I would keep
In the back of my mind
There was hope by my side,
Lying right there in the grass,
Watching clouds rolling by,
i had a half-full glass
Making wishes on stars,
Making love in my car,
Always now, always here,
Too present for fear,
Sayin, "Fuck the future,
No, fuck the past!"
Now there were words I'd recite
And I'd truly believe
Every line, every cell,
Every fiber in me
Wanted truth over triumph
Prophecy not profit,
My voice, my sincerity,
My love I think I'm lost
But there was hope by my side,
Lying right there in the grass,
Watching clouds rolling by,
I had a half-full glass,
Making wishes on stars,
Making love in my car,
Always now, always here,
Too present for fear,
Saying, "Fuck the future,
No fuck the past!"
I'm never going back
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