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November 06, 2004
Futures
I always believed in futures,
I hope for better, in November,
Try the same booth, same lucky numbers,
It could be a cold night, for a lifetime.
Hey now, you can't keep saying endlessly,
'My Darling, how long until this sun burns me?'
Say hello to good times,
Trade up all the fast lines.
We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets, completely.
I always could count on futures,
If things would look up, they'd look up,
Why's it so hard to find a balance,
Between living decent and the cold and real?
Hey now! What is it you think you see, my darling?
Now's the time to disagree...
Say hello to good times,
Trade up all the fast lines.
We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets, completely.
Hey now, the past is told by those who win, my darling,
What matters is what hasn't been.
Hey now, we're wide awake and we're thinking, my darling,
Believe your votes can mean something!
-"Futures," Jimmy Eat World
Posted at November 6, 2004 12:43 PM