Today I met my past ,not the one I created,  but the one in which I was cast

It seemed to have accepted its fate ,to already  realize it was much too late

It no longer held the power over me it once had ,the questions the wondering,  the if only I had.

In the same room the future sat too,
Briefly holding its place with the past But destin to make its own mark at last

It feared moving on ,all on its own. but it had  a story to tell, a tale to be told ,a future upon which the past had no hold.

So as countless times before the past moved  on , to happier days . The future stepped out into the suns rays,Bravely into life, to meet its fate ,its very own past to create.

Backseat Sheetzburgerz
Care not for all theze
Rave tunez blaring out of the front side stereo

What burgerz understand, and can count on, iz Zeppelin
Perfect for air guitar
At this time of night on this stretch of asphalt

All the defunct amusement parks have infrared cameraz
Well, shoot
What iz there left to do now but roam

Up and down roadz with namez
Like Spooky Nook and Crooked Crook
Until the sun darez to invade our rubber wheel realm once again

The front side disco spinnerz
Would like to go home
But the back seat burger boyz are ready to roll on

Into some sort of surreal horizon
With a cotton candy ending
And haunted housez to greet us for breakfast