Time Machine
When the time machine is invented
Everyone will want to have one
Some will live entirely in the past
While others keep bouncing further
And further into the future
I went back and forth for a while
But none of it ever made any sense
Without at least a few days in the present
To think about it. Now I stay right where I am.
Woven to the fabric of someone else’s fate
So many men abuse this technology
They become the smoothest player
Who ever existed or the ballsiest short
Stack who ever called a bet.
Every success story is now under suspicion
Listen, I’m one of those people too.
I just decided to go in a different direction
This moment right here is a bridge
To a future that dissolves the past.
Pay attention. Love itself is at stake
I have this strange certainty that when I’m dead
You’ll be able to feel me in your actual body
Tickling your feet or jabbing my fingers in your ribs,
Sort of fake kneeing your ass from behind in the bathroom.
Instead of reckoning with that you’ll just take another tylenol.
Well, here we are again
By now we’ve done this a thousand times
And I have a good feeling about tonight
Long ago we agreed to finally get it all right
I love you. Then, now, tomorrow.
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