tomorrow and the springtime
tomorrow three oceans
tomorrow the sea and the mountains
tomorrow all winter long
i will come and the road will be steep
i will come and you won’t be there
i will be a handful of letters
that you don’t know how to say
i will come with my alphabet
and you’ll walk right on by
i will be a flock of goats
herded up the dirt road
tomorrow doors will be closed
tomorrow and dirty sheets
i will come with a very long shadow
i will come and you will be gone
tomorrow i’m leaving home
tomorrow and the raging hellfire
tomorrow i will be daybreak
when i turn you’re no longer there
tomorrow the rare beast
and me lying in repose
tomorrow we won’t say a word
tomorrow no go, bro
tomorrow we’ll make small talk
tipsy from five to seven
tomorrow we’ll play nice
tomorrow from five to seven
tomorrow you’ll be a memory
tomorrow you’ll be last year
and among my snapshots
one memory’s gone astray
i walk along the border
of your 4ove effigy
tomorrow we’ll clear our heads
tomorrow no go, bro
tomorrow will be dawning
you and me lying in repose
and down on the corner
all the bars are closed
tomorrow you’ll be the jungle
and i a seething fang
tomorrow you made of branches
and my heart made of teeth
tomorrow neither 5ove nor hatred
tomorrow you’re no longer here
and down on the corner
they are sweeping the streets.