The Future Is A Foreign Land

15 years from now, I know it feels remote But picture it somehow in your head It's 1984 And knocking 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 55 years from now, I know it sounds insane The dark fascist regime might be gone (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 2024 (2024) we could grow old together (2024) we could love one another (2024) and there will from then be peace forevermore (forever) Peace forevermore (and forever) 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