tinderella wrote:By the way Phil, you said... what about The Future?
I bet you come up with some ideas
There you go again Tinderella planting the seed to set my mind off on one :
The Future
Give me back my scheduled flight
My hotel room, my social life
It’s lonely here
I cannot take this torture
Get me through passport control
To answer Kracow’s waiting call
And fly on Polish airlines
That’s an order
Don’t give me flack and futile text
I’ll take the only flight that’s left
And head straight out of here
To Polish culture
No longer is the Berlin wall
No more I worship at St Paul
I’ve seen the future brother
Look no further
Friends will all collide collide from all directions
Won’t be nothing
But pleasure anymore
The blizzard of the ash
Has gone forever
And I long to step
Outside the airport door
When they said Event
I knew just what they meant
When they said Event
My time would be well spent
When they said Event
I’ll go with keen intent
You don’t know me from the wind
But my goodwill is underpinned
For I’m the little man
With a forum bible
I’ve seen this website rise so tall
I’ve heard the stories read them all
Now I’d like to make it much more tribal
I’m landing here it must be told
The sky is clear it’s not too cold
Until it ends we won’t go any farther
And as the wheels of my plane stops
I see the restaurants ,bars and shops
I’m ready for the future
Look no further
Friends will all collide collide from all directions
Won’t be nothing
But pleasure anymore
The blizzard of the ash
Has gone forever
And I long to step
Outside the airport door
When they said Event
I knew just what they meant
When they said Event
My time would be well spent
When they said Event
I’ll go with keen intent
There’ll be no breaking of the Eastern
Europe code
Your private life will suddenly explode
They’ll be phantoms
There’ll be fires on the road
With people dancing
If you see a British women
Way uptown
Trying on a credit busting gown
Please help a little poet to come round
For he’s insolvent
No longer is the Berlin wall
No more I worship at St Paul
Is it me
Or am I just a dreamer
Destroy the words of doubters now
We don’t like whingers anyhow
The future is the forum
Look no further