Testo di Dear Future Historians

I never walked on the moon I never saw the pyramids I was never struck by famine or fortune I'll never experience the world you inhabit I'll never experience the world you inhabit I never swum with dolphins I never sang from a mountain top I was no inventor and no archaeologist I fret not, I fret not For I made my own discovery I fret not, I fret not For I made my own discovery I fret not, I fret not, I fret not I fret not, I fret not, I fret not Just put your weight on my shoulders For when I dive into your iris My brain erupts Into biochemical mayhem And I feel like a man with two hearts With two hearts I fret not, I fret not For I made my own discovery I fret not, I fret not For I made my own discovery I fret not, I fret not, I fret not