always tomorrow

I don't know but I feel the world's falling in on me With the ever crushing mundane grind of a passing working week You'll paint yourself into a corner son Opportunities passed will no longer set you free Stare into the soul of those who live beyond their means Stare into the souls of those who struggle just to be In the darkest shadows things are stirring That otherwise would normally set you free Taking trains through beaten towns and sprawling countryside Bury deep supressed desires of how to live your life The world could open up for you you only have to let it lead the way Time is in suspension when tomorrow always brings A brand new day Countless people wasting there own lives Dreaming of themselves through someone else's eye's Beaten before conception before they ever drew breath As they cling to believe they've another chance after death Close my eye's to everything and let it absorb me Close my ears to pearls of wisdom from moron's in to deep This is no dress rehearsal lady There are no concert programmes for safe keep