The Future Is A Foreign Land

Fifteen years from now

I know it feels remote

But picture it somehow

In your head

It's 1984

And knocking on your door

Is a Brownshirt Stasi guard

Boom, you're gone

And in the blood of the Kennedys

The good ones get shot

And in the absence of sympathies

Won't you hear me out?

When it all burns down

When it all burns down

I will hold you close for the minute

Yeah, hold you for the minute it takes

Fifty-five years from now

I know it sounds insane

That dark fascist regime

Might be gone (Might be gone)

Oh, if you by then have forgiven me

When push comes to shove

We don't have to be enemies

Won't you hear me out?

When it all burns down

When it all burns down

I will hold you close for the minute

For the minute

When it all burns down

And the flames devour everything that we are

I will hold you for the minute

I will hold you for the minute it takes

With these words at hand

The future is a foreign land

So let us pray for more

In 2024

(2024) We could grow old together

(2024) We could love one another

(2024, forever) And there will from then be peace forevermore

Peace forevermore (Forever)

But if it all burns down

If it all burns down

I will hold you close for the minute

For the minute

If it all burns down

And the flames devour everything that we are

I will hold you for the minute

I will hold you for the minute it takes