Time Machine

I’ma gonna build myself a time machine

On particle physics and the power steam

It runs on diesel oil and Donnie Darko daydreams

Packed a pair of socks and a hunting riffle

Change of underwear and some snacks to trifle

Scared of going back you know how I’m forgetful

To go back and to see the way things really used to be

Not the way we remember them at all

Packed up, sat in my DeLorean

Like some kind of amateur historian

I’ll visit the Renaissance and the Romans, the

Victorians

Drinking in Deadwood in the 1880s

Rock and roll and drive thrus in the 1950s

Trying not to change things so the plot lines don’t get

shitty

To go back and to see the way things really used to be

Not the way we remember them

To go back and to see the way things really used to be

Not the way we remember them at all

Cause I can’t recall, you tell it to me false

What if everything were to change completely

If you just saw a replay of the crucial scenes

From the passenger window of a time machine

In truth the real reason that I built this here machine

Was just to travel back a couple of years

To when we first met before the fights and tears

To a time when you and I first got together

Simple days and simple words like “forever”

Dripped off our tongues, come on you must remember

To go back and to see the way things really used to be

Before life quietly dismembers

All the best things about you and I before the doubts

Drowned out all of the mirth and mercy

Come on baby please you must remember

Please remember