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The Futurist Lyrics
A servant to no sweet heart of convenience.
No cold heart likes an emotional abacus
This transaction doesn't tear my soul apart,
Just burn a hole in my pocket but not in my heart.
And the head tic's taken more than it's given,
It's counting up to infinity, still doesn't feel like living.
Black crosses up on a calender speak,
So many moments that can't be made to me.
I started walking because my heart was frozen and I couldn't feel a thing.
Your door was open,
There were flowers on the table,
holding up the ceiling.
Over the city,
Was the guys and the guns,
The money and the drugs.
Only looking for a quiet place to be where the future never comes.
And the something that's gathering, its never going to be enough.
I just keep both filling up and filling it up,
And the difference between what you want and what you need,
Is if you're hearts not safe at night,
It's much harder to sleep.
I started walking because my heart was frozen, I couldn't feel a thing.
Your door was open,
There were flowers on the table,
holding up the ceiling.
Over the city,
Was the guys and the guns,
The money and the drugs.
Only looking for a little patch of green where the future never comes.
Ohh...
I started walking,
I started walking through the birds and the drugs,
Now I'm singing in the park.
I found you watching all the lovers walking around like they're glowing in the dark.
Over the city,
Was the guys and the guns,
The money and the drugs.
Only looking for somewhere else to be where the future never comes.
Inside the city,
Was these guys with guns,
The money and the drugs.
I count my blessings for this little patch of green where the future never comes.
No cold heart likes an emotional abacus
This transaction doesn't tear my soul apart,
Just burn a hole in my pocket but not in my heart.
And the head tic's taken more than it's given,
It's counting up to infinity, still doesn't feel like living.
Black crosses up on a calender speak,
So many moments that can't be made to me.
Your door was open,
There were flowers on the table,
holding up the ceiling.
Over the city,
Was the guys and the guns,
The money and the drugs.
Only looking for a quiet place to be where the future never comes.
I just keep both filling up and filling it up,
And the difference between what you want and what you need,
Is if you're hearts not safe at night,
It's much harder to sleep.
Your door was open,
There were flowers on the table,
holding up the ceiling.
Over the city,
Was the guys and the guns,
The money and the drugs.
Only looking for a little patch of green where the future never comes.
I started walking through the birds and the drugs,
Now I'm singing in the park.
I found you watching all the lovers walking around like they're glowing in the dark.
Over the city,
Was the guys and the guns,
The money and the drugs.
Only looking for somewhere else to be where the future never comes.
Was these guys with guns,
The money and the drugs.
I count my blessings for this little patch of green where the future never comes.
Song Info
Submitted by
mattisyourhero On Sep 27, 2007
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i LOVE this song!! really really! i didnt at first but the words started sinking in and damn! i love the simple enough line of "Your door was open, There were flowers on the table, holding up the ceiling."
plus i would love to be at his place where the future never comes, sounds wonderful!
ahh this song always gets me thru all those "shitty" times u just feel numb and out of it
his voice is so husky but beautiful!!!!!
i love Ausie rock
simply brilliant!!!!
paul is an amazing songwriter & singer! i really like the power of the backing vocals in this song too, by fellow aussie talent bertie blackman. :]
yeahh i definitely agree with myhysteria92, this song really gets me in a positive mood when i'm feel disillusioned. for me it makes me feel better because it eludes to a common disillusionment & yearning, that everybody is looking for 'a little patch of green where the future never comes', everybody wants to simply escape & dream.
except 'the lovers', who are positive even in tough times - they 'glow in the dark'. this might elude to loneliness as well, & the belief that things wouldn't be as tough if we all simply had somebody. & i think this is what paul finds in his subject, they 'open the door' for him, where simple things such as flowers, symbols of love & support & care, mean so much - they are the difference, perhaps, between coping & not coping.
i apologise for the double-post, but i have some lyric corrections.. listening to the live at the corner recording i've come across this clarification.. the second line is: "no cold heart likes an emotional abacus". paul says on this recording that the song is about how he "was angry at the former government", so the 'cold-heartedness' makes sense.
i apologise for the double-post, but i have some lyric corrections.. listening to the live at the corner recording i've come across this clarification.. the second line is: "no cold heart likes an emotional abacus". paul says on this recording that the song is about how he "was angry at the former government", so the 'cold-heartedness' makes sense.
to me the second line sounds like
"no cold hard love saw his emotional abacus"
this would make it more directed at someone in particular, which would make a little sense since it's written about the government of the time.