future years

a morbid beauty, glows in resonation, mercurial signs they read, make real our minds, true fascinations, for now we're rolling, and kinda golden, as time keeps folding, we're old when our poor souls depart, whereas cold cruel jokes now make you cry, one day you'll take them in your stride, all of the time we've resided here, you'll see our chalices rise, with ever endless tears, and illusions they fly, but someday soon will clear, just sit back and recline, i'll guide you through the years, through the future years, as they'll soon appear, someday all too near, now the distance clears, bad ways which rule all the ways we go, through black and the gloom, consecutive days and plain afternoons, the things in life, they pass the time, while those all around are bored, though we come down in real demise, trek through all of the feelings with no tears in eyes, kept fear veiled so it hides, life's never forced or dry, so theres nothing inside me, i just seem alive, to the future years, as they'll soon appear, dressed in slacks as we will, so its stars they steer, just tie a silk sheet round your neck, and twist it till your face turns cherry red, all of the time we've resided here, you'll see our chalices rise, with ever endless tears, and illusions they fly, but someday soon will clear, just sit back and recline, i'll guide you through the years