*This can be heard on Michael and Evo's Wingin' It: episode 68
The Future
Look to the future we are told
Do not be afraid to be bold
If only I had the machine of wells
Oh, the stories I would tell
You see, the future to me is clear
Tableau rosa, even though it is quite near
Where are the flying cars, and moon bases?
Where are intruders from afar with green faces?
The space program used to be our greatest hope
Now it seems it is being run by a big dope
Where is your place in this, where is mine?
Is everything really going to turn out fine?
Will I ever travel and see the stars,
Swim through Saturn's rings or explore mars?
Will I sit and rot here on Earth?
Does my English degree have any worth?
I ask myself these things before I dream
A dream that takes me to where everything
Isn't always as it seems.
