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The sun was shining, it was somewhere late in may
A man named Future had a dream that day
Outside his window, a thousand people prayed
The sun was shining, it was somewhere late in may
A lady went to visit him, but soon she turned around to go away

He was writing a letter to himself which wasn’t true
He was eating all of the pictures he once drew
You have to kill your past in order to make something new
He was writing a letter to himself which wasn’t true
He was writing on his body, sitting on the cactus that he grew

You can steal his clothes, it’ll freeze you to the bone
You can steal his money ‘cause his eyes are made of stone
But don’t you steal his cactus: that’s the only thing he owns
You can steal his clothes, it’ll freeze you to the bone
A milkman selling ice-cream, is bound to sell the ice-cream, not the cone

And who can tell you what is false or wrong?
Can you hate a person when he’s singing you a song?
Would you sting in anger when you’re stung?
And who can tell you what is false or wrong?
A person who is silent is a person who’s been shouting for too long

‘Someone’s lying, but it doesn’t matter now’
Future was thinking as he took a lengthy shower
His dream had told him this, he tried to remember how:
‘Someone’s lying, but it doesn’t matter now
It was something with a mirror’, he was thinking as he reached out for his towel

At the same time Future’s father sinned in several acts of violence
Hurry home hurry home hurry home hurry home!
At the same time Future’s mother had a heart-attack in silence
Hurry home hurry home hurry home hurry home!

It was eight p.m. but it looked like afternoon
The neighbours played a very well-known tune
Future drank his soup without a spoon
It was eight p.m. but it looked like afternoon
And when it started getting darker, no-one paid attention to the moon

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from Ia: An Error in the Masterplan, track released February 24, 2011

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Gerlov van Engelenhoven - piano, vocals

Rik Peters - lead guitar

Jesper Doolaard - clarinet, rhythm guitar, background vocals

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