You talk about your glory days
Matron Maxwell, who mentored you
England and MGS, like they
Were one and the same
Conflating past and present

You can bridge time

Yes, in your mind

But you’re here with me now

And I’ve got front row seats
To the broken walls of your mind

I’ve got full access

To the hallways of confusion and

Fear

But I also have the ability
To draw from you

A different song

People are like jukeboxes
An entire library catalogue
Of records

Which one they play

Depends on the player

Well, I pick the one
Where you amuse me
Where we are in love

And where you’re young

That’s the person
You want to be

That’s the record I will choose