Lyrics Things To Come - Arcana Obscura

Things To Come

Street underneath my feet
Keeps on giving me a path
To somewhere I don’t know
I’ve got things on my head
Things on my mind before
Before they catch me if I can
My ideas of things yet to come
Over there — like a face in the path
No way of trying to get me going
Here, there, or anywhere,
So I sit and think of things
Yet to come