Echo, echo, echo,
A future is coming
Echo, echo, echo,
Yet the past still
Echo, echo, echo,
I will not say it is boring
I will not say it is boring
Freedom of the future
Fixture of the past
A lamp that turns on
At the time before I sleep
Time before I heal
Future is coming
It may need all my strength
It may take a grain of mustard seed
Blue, green, yellow
No
The future is purple
The future is a mysterious haze
A never-ending cycle that happens
If it escapes our consciousness
If it disappears of our deep meaning
The future comes and always will be
As for the past
It has always been.
Though it may not be on
The lamp is still there
Its still in the small room
Surrounded by windows
Surrounded by doors
Never leaving that room
Always looking
Always changing
But if the future is day
And before I sleep is past
What is the night?
The time that I sleep
The time that has no consciousness
No meaning
Is it the time I am most conscious?
A time that has the most meaning?
Do we live life with our eyes closed
The present a time of sleep?
That seems incorrect
This metaphor is flawed
Or is it?
The times of the past fixed and present
Future never able to grasp
Never in touch
The present, dark and relaxing
Echo, echo, echo
OR
Echo, echo, echo,
A future is coming
Echo, echo, echo,
Yet the past still
Echo, echo, echo,
I will not say it is boring
I will not say it is boring
Freedom of the future
Fixture of the past
A lamp that turns on
At the time before I sleep
Time before I heal
Future is coming
It may need all my strength
It may take a grain of mustard seed
Blue, green, yellow
No
The future is purple
The future is a mysterious haze
A never-ending cycle that happens
If it escapes our consciousness
If it disappears of our deep meaning
The future comes and always will be
As for the past
It has always been.
Though it may not be on
The lamp is still there
Its still in the small room
Surrounded by windows
Surrounded by doors
Never leaving that room
Always looking
Always changing
But if the future is day
And before I sleep is past
What is the night?
The time that I sleep
The time that has no consciousness
No meaning
It is the time I am most conscious
A time that has the most meaning
We live life with our eyes closed
The present a time of sleep
That seems incorrect
This metaphor is flawed
Or is it?
The times of the past fixed and present
Future never able to grasp
Never in touch
The present, dark and relaxing
Echo, echo, echo
