Tomorrow

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Mark Eitzel - Rock

Tomorrow

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So what did you want, dear? Something more common-place To sweep up under the rug, dear Like the look on your face? Wake up, wake up wherever you are Olly olly in come free Were you grasping at straws, dear When the tide swept away? Always dragging that anchor Iron-cold as your pride A fist that squeezes your heart, dear And no one on your side And no one on your side Heard you were struck by lightning That you put it where the vein on your hat That you fell empty down, dear And lay breathing on your bed And lay breathing on your bed Tomorrow, tomorrow The savior answers your prayers, dear His blood fills your stained-glass hand Your grain of sand isn't heaven It's just your last stand It's just your last stand You say this isn't for you, dear And you give your glasses away You're controlled by the things that bore you And tomorrow you'll slip away And tomorrow you'll slip away Tomorrow, tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow Thank you

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  • Mark Eitzel