I was walking down the street today When I stepped off a curb into ten years ago I was ten years past, and I saw myself at the age of twenty-one Looking right back at the man I've now become.
I scared myself—I was horrified, But elated too, like I'd Escaped from ten year's jail I'd never known was full of hell.
Instantly I realized This had happened to me once before When I was the younger guy, And now I'd have to live it though once more.
Yes, I seduced myself. I took me home. I whispered only I could make The younger guy feel less alone.
I was playing with myself. We were playing house, Pretending we could hide inside The past and future to avoid our present self.
I loved myself so much that day. I thought that I could trick my fate. I took the fall for ten year's time, Thinking that it would be a pleasant wait.
Yes, down on Destiny Street today I found out twice That playing for the past or future Is playing with a fool's paradise.