Tomorrows Morning
It's so severeYou stare at me through eyes unbelievably sadAre you here?Your dreams captured under your bed
Could we adhereTo rules and plans and these futile intentsCould we break apart the ties, stop all motionThe trauma's inside of our heads
Leaving our hopes alone tonightWe buried tomorrows morningTracing the scopes of our delightWe buried tomorrows morning
You preserve to fight the painBut you're lost in this gameThere's no chanceAre you near?My being is finally dead
You disappearIn the arms of your ghostYou're entirely enclosedAnd you mind escapesThe answers are missingThe consciousness is almost shed
Leaving our hopes alone tonightWe buried tomorrows morningTracing the scopes of our delightWe buried tomorrows morning