(Rantings from a dark future)

Hard to breathe
Makes it hard for me to be me
Be me for a while
I'll be you
Do you feel it, too?
Memories come flooding back
Make us want to rewind, rewind
Some memories lie sometimes
Not mine

And I won't drown
I'm not like the others
They don't know
They don't know what time it is for me
So hard to think
Too many thoughts
Far too little time
Oh
An aeon of memories
Long since flooded away

Hostility killing me
Toxicity city killing me
Killing me

Why go on
When they don't know
No, they don't know what time it is for me
It really was
It really was
It really was
Yeah, it was good
It was good to be young in that city
'Though sometimes so hard to breathe
And I know it's a wonder I haven't died
I do not know if this spirit will survive as I

I won't drown
Not like the others
And I still remember the twentieth century ad

It really was
It really was
It really was

Hard to breathe
And it made it hard for me to be me
Be me yeah
And I know it's a wonder I haven't died
I do not know if this spirit will survive as I