Sometimes I think
Of where we’ll be
In the faraway year
Of 2053
But it’s so far away
So I ignore reality
And I imagine the way
That I’d like it to be
Of course I think
That flying cars would be nice
And to have robots as maids
Wouldn’t that be paradise?
And to have no work on earth
Would make life a breeze
But the thing I’d like most
Is for world peace
I hate all this anger
That grows day after day
Throughout the whole world
So I tell myself its ok
And since it’s so far away
I just ignore reality
And I imagine the way
That I’d like it to be…