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I’ve been waiting for the flying cars

Their spreading wings, their hovering

To lift me up and float me away

Through clouds and air to anywhere

I am through listening

All the prophets hate me

And all their fortunes miss the mark

I wanted something faster to get me somewhere faster

But now there’s nowhere left to go

I’ve been killing time

I can’t think why

The moving sidewalks have not arrived

When there’s demand, where there’d be need

But here we are with tired feet

I am through listening

All the prophets hate me

And all their fortunes miss the mark

I wanted something faster to get me somewhere faster

But now there’s nowhere left to go

Has it been better or worse than you predicted?

A little of both, a little of both

I sit at home and it’s not me who swoops out

It’s the world who comes and swoops in on me

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