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the Future
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An aggressive electro dance track
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David B. Roundsley
2012
Robotika
Tue Dec 11, 2012
Electronic : Big Beat
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About the song
"The Future" a driving 4/4 pulsating full-on dance track that poses the question of when do we cease being open to new things and start holding onto a past that may (or may not) have existed? "Remember when you were young? The world was going to be yours? Always on the front lines, of the cultural wars. The music and the scene, were fresh and new, how nothing existed, before or after you?" Sometimes the arrogance of youth becomes the arrogance of age…
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The Future


Remember when you were young, the world was gonna be yours?
On the front lines of battle, for the cultural wars?
The music and the scene were fresh and new
How nothing existed before there was you

Now a few years distance, from your former self
While you weren't looking they put you on the shelf
Change and evolution, slowly slipped away
Now you're left wondering why things don't seem to stay

Looking back to the past
While time just slips away
While you weren't looking
The future came today


Music became anesthesia
Now you practice amnesia
A quiet life of sedation
With aural medication
Stop the world, hide your head
Become one of the walking dead
When you admit defeat
That's when you're obsolete


You have nostalgia for a past that didn't exist
With the threat of coming change, you try to resist
Holding on to your youth, sometimes obscures the truth
Like it or not, the future came today…


Looking back to the past
While time just slips away
While you were sleeping
The future came today

Words & Music by: David B. Roundsley
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