The Future Lyrics - Lupercalia - Patrick Wolf

Summer in San Francisco 

Kissing chlorine in the swimming pool 

Out of fuel at the Phoenix motel 

I slept alone again that night 

And sweet dreams of Mother Ireland 

And Father Albion 

Sweet dream 

That you'll come near, I see my future clear 

And the threshold appears 

And I am carrying you over, carrying you over 

You come near, I see my future clear 

And the threshold appears 

And I am carrying you over, carrying you over 

Into the hallway of our new home 

Chaos outside 

But I've got your back 

We've got our own paradise 

And we are private worlds away from 

Public eyes 

I say I love you more than my life 

Truth completely 

You come near, I see my future clear 

And the threshold appears 

And I am carrying you over, carrying you over 

You come near, I see my future clear 

And the threshold appears 

And I am carrying you over, carrying me over 

Into the best days of the rest days of our lives 

Into the future 

Carrying you over, carrying you over 

Into the future 

Carrying me over