Tomorrow Will Come

My mind is spinning around like the world at its axis Exit Egypt and surround yourself with life, not the dying world around you The sky is as gloomy as my bedroom...I've kissed the abyss How can you mend this heart when it submitted to evil practices? Hunt down the frustration and put it in chains...it's not you... It's not you...devouring filthy rue Devouring the fire of malice... The Earth is deceiving...and full of people that are callous Embrace true bliss...don't be a slave to hopelessness Don't be a slave to this emotional mess You gottah get up and try your best to pass the test Share with me your heart's desire We share a bountiful future...we aren't feeding the fire Freedom is at our front door Forlorn no more Forlorn no more Tomorrow will be kinder and Tomorrow will be our lucky day Tomorrow will reveal the shadows in hiding Tomorrow will be a promising day and it will forever stay Tomorrow will conceal the lies, it's slowly subsiding Pull out that bad tooth... Let us marry the truth Whenever I arrive home, He says to me that I’m not alone ever as long as I pray to Him persistently He wants to hear my voice in the night…in the break of dawn I’ll listen to His truth in the bible and not give credit to any other source He’s not the last resort…that I lastly look upon I’ll glisten in the moonlight ‘cause I’ve obeyed Him and haven’t got out of course I never wished to have a divorce With His knowledge, His traits, His Words, lighting me up with hope, not remorse Not remorse…of course! I’m not a failure or a homesick sailor For, you’re a gift, not a curse Though I might feel like a downright failure You’re a gift, nothing worse Nothing worse…my beloved shepherd I have heard Your voice in the middle of the night My heart once pounded with fright.. You’re a miracle, not bad luck You’re a miracle, not a bad report You’re a gift, not a fake buck You’re a miracle, and I rely on Your support You’re a gift, not a curse You’re a gift, not a curse You’re a gift, nothing worse You’re nothing close to a curse I’m hinting that you’re the light at the end of the tunnel If You weren’t there, rescuing me nonstop, I would’ve been in a worse Situation… A terrible, terrible situation – I would’ve been in appall I would’ve fell into a lot of trouble…but thank God I’m not a beach ball, Getting thrown back and forth just for their own pleasure But, You’re beyond measure…beyond measure You’re a gift as mentioned in this heartfelt verse Tomorrow will come someday!