See the Rose petals that lay a path, never ending.
I’m sitting on a park bench,
Sky mixed with cotton ball white clouds make me smile.
Sit next to me …
I want to tell you all about my dream,
You were in it.
Traveling to escape the life
In Strife ripe with
The apple falls on Newton
Take me back to a time when my Delorean
Was not rigged to defy the laws between space and time
Take us back to a future we know and love