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