Waiting For Tomorrow — Hawkwind

Moon streaming through the trees I wonder what this means Clouds forming into swords Shining like I've never seen

Waiting for tomorrow Hiding from tomorrow Waiting for tomorrow Hide from all our sorrows

Words written in the sky Tell me, could this be a dream? Silently, pilots are circling Waiting for the unforeseen

Red alert goes through the world The heavens are opening Run to the shelter nearest you Our planet's running out of steam

Waiting for tomorrow Hiding from tomorrow Waiting for tomorrow Hide from all our sorrows

Moon turning red, trees are dead I wonder what this means Clouds have changed to sheets of mist Like I've never seen

Waiting for tomorrow Hiding from tomorrow Waiting for tomorrow Hide from all our sorrows

Stars are fading from the sky Tell me, could this be a dream? Silently, pilots land Waiting for the unforeseen Waiting for the unforeseen Waiting for the unforeseen......