Tomorrow Songtext
von Orlando Weeks

There′s no real and there's no wrong
What should I be thinking of?
There′s no to and there's no fro
There's no time to get to know
Am I guest or am I host?
What′s the thing I love the most?
What′s the thing that I love most?
What's the thing that I love most?

There′s no link, there's no chain
There′s no time to start again
And there is no conversation
It all burns away
It all burns away


Well, the pixels crushed your image
And the signal stole your words
There's no color in this picture
There′s no "keep it casual"
There's no limit to the choosing
There's no time with what you chose
And you roll the dice of calling
And we spoke until you froze

There′s no sign, there′s no wave
Give me something I can save
If this still feels real tomorrow
And you're one phone call away

There′s no link, there's no chain
There′s no time to start again
And there is no conversation
It all burns away
It all burns away

I look at tomorrow and I worry about the next day
It's been going around in circles
I look at tomorrow and I swore that you′d be back then
Just as sure as death and taxes
Tell them not to spare the horses
While I factor in the screen time
I'm not sure if I'm over it
But I learned to pick my battles
While you′re somewhere over North America


It all burns away
It all burns away
It all burns away
It all burns away
It all burns away
It all burns away
It all burns away