Now I've wasted all of my time waiting for it: Life's own rewind Zooming beyond finer moments Look back fondly towards your future I know that vision is a simulation, replayed, reused from my imagination There was a time when what I saw was real, but that's not now: I am pretend
I've been hoping for elation, but I meet beasts in perdition Trying to save everybody Some will be helped, some fates sealed
Evoking repressed sensations Feeling giddy, jumping stomachs Perverse things will supplant small joys This Good Sadness, this Bad Happy
I know that I will wake up when this game ends Alive, outside, might be a dream
Looking back, I know I've been wrong All my feelings were ill advised I can't take things from this life time Proclivity to change time zones