Tomorrow
We come from and unknown past
A place so vast
Where the future of these lands
These unproclaimed demands
Are now tightly held in our hands
Tied together by some sort of rubber bands
Will we bring it to an end
To a crashing reign
Or will it arise
Which decision will suffice?
Stabilize the faith of the world
The things that we lore
We just don’t know what’s in store
The answer resides shrouded in a mist
So deep you just can’t miss
The things that we see with our eyes
We just can’t believe what’s alive
It seems that everything darkens our skies
We live our life trying to find success
To be the best
But mostly we end up with a whole new mess
We must take hold our actions of today
The things that we complain
Before the next generation pays
To see tomorrows light shine in
Today’s damage must come to an end.
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