Dear Future Historians

I never walked on the moon

I never saw the pyramids

I was never struck by famine or fortune

I'll never experience the world you inhabit

I'll never experience the world you inhabit

I never swum with dolphins

I never sang from a mountain top

I was no inventor and no archaeologist

I fret not, I fret not

For I made my own discovery

I fret not, I fret not

For I made my own discovery

I fret not, I fret not, I fret not

I fret not, I fret not, I fret not

Just put your weight on my shoulders

For when I dive into your iris

My brain erupts

Into biochemical mayhem

And I feel like a man with two hearts

With two hearts

I fret not, I fret not

For I made my own discovery

I fret not, I fret not

For I made my own discovery

I fret not, I fret not, I fret not