Aaron F. Benjamin - Tomorrow You're On

And when you pulled me charred and smoking from the wreckage
And you said oh, it's gonna be OK
Just hang on. just hang on.
Tomorrow's on its way

But if a little stream of secrets carved a crater in my mind
Could it be that there was nothing left inside
See a radiant ascension as the banisters unwind
Could it be that I have nothing left to hide

And when you pulled me charred and smoking from the wreckage
And you said oh, it's gonna be OK
Just hang on. just hang on.
Tomorrow's on its way

Oh my harbinger of nothing you brought nothing unto me
And you whispered every word that I could hear
With your claws and radiation, and a palace of my fear
Subtle stirrings of the Earth became a choir

Written by:
Benjamin Feuer

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