Back into the present, it's different since I've been away: //
War and desolation, it's getting worse with every day //
Even back in 1358, //
People had to fight to keep things straight. //
Waiting in the disco, tell my friends just what I've seen //
They won't believe my story when I tell them where I've been //
Smoke and lights and music blow my mind //
Must go somewhere quiet to unwind.
