(Verse 1) Is that you future? It's been too long We haven't connected until now Where are you going, and what have you done? What would you sunder to stay young? (Chorus 1) You'll go around in circles collecting the dying leaves of a falling tree You never had perspective on what was in front of me, until thirties (Verse 2) I know I'm still young in the grand scheme But it's not the present that won't let me sleep Look, how pathetic, I willingly feed All of these moon-bathed fallacies (Chorus 2) I'll go around in circles collecting the dying leaves of a falling tree I never had perspective on what was in front of me, until thirties And until my day arrives, I guess I'll humour father time (Instrumental) (Chorus 3) We go around in circles collecting the dying leaves of a falling tree We never have perspective on what is in front of us, until thirties And until our days arrive, I guess we'll pleasure father time (Instrumental)
