كلمات Future Doesn't Know

Tracing sand, out in your land Maze of you, Is it a clue? God of resolution Ask again, what do I do? Who am I? And is it true? I want an explanation Where am I, and what is next? Modern life, under a hex? Solution to the question Staring blank, without a guess Just like me, it is a mess Answer isn’t crystal Future likes to play in the bay the seaside Looking for a new life Finger in a loop with a hand on a hip He was following your pinstripes Easy looks, over a book Its a hook, that no one took Fishing in the ether Present said, who to the now Is it true, without a sound? Never seeming eager Future doesn’t know What’s at the ending Future doesn’t know What’s coming next Mazes with no start Leading to nothing Fading to a pale Mirror of me So he asked, do I exist? Its a twist, I coexist With everyone around me Guess it means, that I should be As a dream, and so I scream Only and forever Tactical, yet linear Circular, you never were Trapped inside a coil Is it real, or is it fake? Is it fate, or will it break? The fabric of the realness Future likes to play in the grey by the nightlight Looking for a new strife Elbowing the next, so in love with a hex Even when I'm on the bright side In a land where life is bland You can't stand, to understand Repetition growing Does it seem, that it was real Broken there, right at the seal No one ever knowing Future doesn’t know What’s at the ending Future doesn’t know What’s coming next Mazes with no start Leading to nothing Fading to a pale Mirror of me