[ Featuring the Piano ]
We live for free in our time machine, we'll be waiting forever
Fuel is flowing, silence growing
I am not afraid of you
(in the eyes of fate)
Fuel is flowing silence growing
I am not afraid of you
In the eyes of fate
I'm a sick disgrace
For stopping to read the rules
We live for free in our time machine, we'll be waiting forever
The pilot speaks his mind, knowing
Full well the crew thinks him divine
Memories flow like wine, we're all
Drunk on a taste that's mostly fine
His existence is a crime in need of
Correction
