8.Past Future Perfect
作詞：David Schelzel
In the corner stands a straw man
With a cocktail in his right hand
A firm handshake is all around
As he slowly sips away
In the twilight sits a reader
And the words, they grab and lead her
To another world apart
As she slowly slips away
You can drown me in my sorrows
That can leave me on the morrow
But the best part is the last
Let it slowly fade away
Does it strike you as an odd thing
How a man keeps remembering？
Where the future meets the past
And then slowly fades, slowly fades
Slowly fades away
| 
