Karaoké The Future Is a Foreign Land Ghost (band)

Ah

Fifteen years from now

I know it feels remote but picture it somehow in your head

It's nineteen eighty-four and knockin' 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

Ah

Fifty-five years from now

I know it sounds insane

The dark fascist regime 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 twenty twenty-four

We could grow old together

We could love one another

And there will from then be peace forevermore

Peace forevermore

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

Ah