To Tomorrow
Waving bye-bye on a Sunday Morning The winter sky as early afternoon approachedImpatiently, I was pushed on my back and flew awayAll around my head it’s freezing as I take off from the eastI was in automatic flight
My breathing becoming deeperRising until I get to the other side of the runner’s highFrom the opening windows of heaven comes some kind of stabbing chest painThe glare is just too much
Evolving dreams, changing songsAre running, are running, are running, are runningLike they won't rustEndlessly toward, endlessly towardTomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrowThey're still walking
We looked up at tomorrow's sunThe clouds in the sky dropped freezing rainA song that pierces a hole in my heartStopped time starts movingOn the road that leads to a ray of hopeI've decided without a doubt
When I threw away my doubts things became clearThe sun has set and I’m feeling repeated impatienceEntangled in the complex meaning of things, I can't help itThey’re tightly winding around my neck
Passing days, changing songsAre running, are running, are running, are runningLike they won't rustEndlessly toward, endlessly towardTomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrowMaking their way once again
We all want to go on never knowing the beauty of an unfulfilled dreamNow, and only nowFrom the opening windows of heaven comes some kind of stabbing chest painThe glare is just too much
Evolving dreams, changing songsAre running, are running, are running, are runningStillEndlessly toward, endlessly towardTomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrowStillLike they’ll never rust