From the Future - The Blow

I guess I’m coming to you from the future

There’s a moonlit square upon my bed

Creepy and electric blue

I guess it’s just what moons must do these days

To get their light shone through

The moon screams in my ear

«Stay up all niiiiiiightt

Day is fake and you know I’m right

It shoots all that excessive light

And just distracts us from the facts:

We’re floating in a vast expanse of black.»

I will admit that I fear the future

Or I fear there won’t be one at all

Creeping in as futures do

It’s something you could never prove

Just live or maybe not live through

The moon screams in my ear

«Stay up all niiiiiiightt

Day is fake and you know I’m right

It shoots all that excessive light

And just distracts us from the facts:

We’re floating in a vast expanse of black.»

I can see the future beckoning

With its dirty little finger

When it calls to me

I will follow

I can see the future beckoning

With its dirty little finger

When it calls to me

I will follow

The moon screams in my ear

«Stay up all niiiiiiightt

Day is fake and you know I’m right

It shoots all that excessive light

And just distracts us from the facts:

We’re floating in a vast expanse of black.»