Tomorrows Morning — Zeraphine

It's so severe You stare at me through eyes unbelievably sad Are you here? Your dreams captured under your bed

Could we adhere To rules and plans and these futile intents Could we break apart the ties, stop all motion The trauma's inside of our heads

Leaving our hopes alone tonight We buried tomorrows morning Tracing the scopes of our delight We buried tomorrows morning

You preserve to fight the pain But you're lost in this game There's no chance Are you near? My being is finally dead

You disappear In the arms of your ghost You're entirely enclosed And you mind escapes The answers are missing The consciousness is almost shed

Leaving our hopes alone tonight We buried tomorrows morning Tracing the scopes of our delight We buried tomorrows morning

Leaving our hopes alone tonight We buried tomorrows morning Tracing the scopes of our delight We buried tomorrows morning

Leaving our hopes alone tonight We buried tomorrows morning Tracing the scopes of our delight We buried tomorrows morning

Leaving our hopes alone tonight We buried tomorrows morning Tracing the scopes of our delight We buried tomorrows morning