This is the Future , by Owl City
~No wind beneath my wings
~Not a single aspiration set on fire
~No dreams to sit back and long for
~No hands, the lack of wish, I would desire
~No plans that in the future could backfire
Lost my motivation and my will to aspire
Lost my dedication to work for things once ardently desired
As my only salvation I then fell into a ritual
Of earnest dhikr and prayer
Every night before I retire
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