The difference, so far as we know, between man and the other animals is that man is given to dreaming of the future. We remember the past and live in the present, and often the present stands in the way of the future. Still, we continue to dream golden dreams of a future that will never be.
Yes the past is here to stay
But the present’s in the way
Of that grand and golden future of our dreams
Gleaming cities on a hill
Old age vanished with a pill
No the future never comes or so it seems
When man first beheld the stars
He did dream that one day cars
Would propel him quickly to some sunlit shore
And one day when man has tamed
All the galaxies he’s named
He will close his eyes and dream of something more
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