[Verse 1] Freud began with mourning's pain When we lose what we held dear Normal grief will heal again Time will make the pathway clear But melancholia runs deep Object lost we can't let go In the ego shadows creep Self-reproach begins to grow [Chorus] Future's lost when past won't fade Stuck between what was and will be Melancholy's masquerade Keeps us from tomorrow's key Mourning heals but melancholy stays Future stolen by yesterday's haze [Verse 2] Beyond pleasure Freud would find Death drive pulling us to rest Repetition in the mind Trauma puts us to the test Children play the fort-da game Gone and back the bobbin goes Mastery through acting shame How the psyche copes and grows [Chorus] Future's lost when past won't fade Stuck between what was and will be Melancholy's masquerade Keeps us from tomorrow's key Mourning heals but melancholy stays Future stolen by yesterday's haze [Bridge] Butler shows us gender's grief Identity through loss is made Heterosexual belief Built on loves that can't be said Foreclosed desires shape our core Melancholy makes us whole [Verse 3] Dean reveals the left's despair Communist dreams that died away Nostalgia fills the air For a future swept away Desire turns to bitter loss When utopia won't come Revolution bears the cross Of what we might become [Chorus] Future's lost when past won't fade Stuck between what was and will be Melancholy's masquerade Keeps us from tomorrow's key Mourning heals but melancholy stays Future stolen by yesterday's haze [Outro] From Freud's couch to Butler's stage To Dean's political critique Loss defines our present age Future's what we cannot speak
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