The Future Ain't What It Used To Be

Erica Christianson

I never knew so many bad times

Could follow me so mercilessly

It's almost surreal

All the pain that I feel

The future ain't what it used to be



It doesn't matter what they're thinking

It doesn't matter what they're thinking of me

It's always so cold

I'm to young to be old

The future ain't what it used to be



Were there ever any stars in the sky

Did the sun ever shine so bright?

Do you have any dreams I could borrow

Just to get me through the lonely night?



Is there anything left to hold on to

When the rivers wash it all away?

Is there anyone left to hold on to

Is there anything left I can say?



Say a prayer for the falling angels

Stem the tide of the rising waters

Toll a bell for the broken hearted

Burn a torch for your sons and daughters

The endless night has got a hold of me

Dark days are pulling me forward

And all the tears are washing over me

I'm crying, lost forever

In a future that ain't what it used to be

No more no more no more



It's like a storm that's never ending

It's like a shadow on the land and the sea

There's nothing as sad as

A tomorrow gone bad

The future ain't what it used to be



Some days I feel so numb and empty

And those would be the good days for me

Nothing gets to me now

Unless I'm thinking of how

The future ain't what it used to be



Is there anything left to hold on to

When the rivers wash it all away?

Is there anyone left to hold on to

Is there anything left I can say?



Say a prayer for the falling angels

Stem the tide of the rising waters

Toll a bell for the broken hearted

Burn a torch for your sons and daughters

The endless night has got a hold of me

Dark days are pulling me forward

And all the tears are washing over me

I'm crying, lost forever

In a future that ain't what it used to be

No more no more no more