"Tomorrow's Dream" lyrics

"Tomorrow's Dream"

A cage of my own, this cage is my home,
And oh so alone am I.
From above all around helpless to the sound
Of my brother's cry.

Just leave us alone, we don't want to moan,
Only if you make us.
Smashed on the lock until I've had to, drop.
Tried to get my message through.

Off goes another with another's brother,
My arms try to bend across to a friend.

You can't burn me with your laser beam,
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream.
You'll burn my body quietly set free,
And I'll cry for you as I sway from my tree.

I'd give you my brain nothing you would gain,
Its misery seeps from you.
When leaving my cage I am in a rage
Because I know what you're up to.

When you walk away remember next day,
Not a second I've slept, awake I'll have kept.
When I reappear, don't look on in fear
My hands could kill
But they never will.

You can't burn me with your laser beam,
It's pointed at you and tomorrow's dream.
You'll burn my body quietly set free,
And I'll cry for you as I sway from my tree.


Writer(s): Graham McPherson, Michael Barson, Christopher John Foreman, Lee Jay Thompson, Daniel Mark Woodgate, Cathal Joseph Smyth, Mark William Bedford
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