(Wait! No, please wait)

No, I'm not listening
What’s future? What’s history?
What’s happened will be and repeat
Now I know thy nature of no urgency
Sickly, cyclic, cynicistic shrills
Flitting in this mode of making memories
Keeping up this pace of keeping still

So look
Oh God, look at what you’ve done now to me
Locked into eternity
I’ll be back here one day, so they say
Rumours have that I will write a different song
Trying to get it right all afternoon

And I’ll meet you at the newly, everlasting little stint
Half a hundred little songs with little themes and little hints
Little remedies for little blots that stain my little head
When I didn’t know that I didn’t know the tune
But still played it through

Oh, live the dream in a time machine
I’ve been waiting forever
Now I know ever waits for me
Ever so patiently

Oh, live the dream in a time machine
I’ve been waiting forever
Now I know ever pays the fee
To purchase identity

Oh, live the dream in a time machine
I’ve been waiting forever
But I can’t seem to find my footing back on one
What’s the time?
Where’s it gone?
When’s beat one?