Future histories

I know this city like I know the pages

Of one of my all-time favorites

I know these streets like the numbers I’ve got burned

In case of emergency, inside my mind

There’s a certain familiarity about this place

Like that of a satisfying melody that you just can’t seem to chase

Out of your head

I always knew I’d be back

This community was full of future histories

And now, I’m afraid,

I am in the future and it is too late