The Future Is A Foreign Land

15 years from now, I know it feels remote

But picture it somehow in your head

It's 1984

And knocking on your door is the 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, I'll hold you for the minute it takes

55 years from now, I know it sounds insane

The 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) and there will from then be peace forevermore (forever)

Peace forevermore (and 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