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