I know I can't hide it anymore
And I'd fell so much better if I told you
I was seeing pictures from a world naive
I was really lost I do believe
In another time
Living in another time
We all have minds that wander, I know
But mine always seems to want to go
To a city full of sound and light
Underneath a sixteenth-century sky
In another tin
Living in another time
In another time
I thought I was in the renaissance
In another time I
I had a head full of lofty thoughts and big plans for the
World
In another time
Science and art and alchemy
In another time
Were just part of everyday life for me, in 1503
Now life is more convenient, I guess
We Seem to be a little more grotesque
But only by comparison, I find
That I am truly living in another time
Living in another time
