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When Tomorrow Comes

Lyrics and music by Cary Grace and Jon Storm. © 1996 Cary Grace and Jon Storm. All rights reserved.

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The furies have named your name
And torn your tickets up
and thrown them to the wind
Just ask the bums
They'll turn away and hide their faces
Or bend to tie the laces
On their rescue mission shoes
That’s all they've got to lose
So what will you do when tomorrow comes?

The cards have all been dealt
They lie there on green felt,
and death tries to grin
The fan just hums
No matter how you rearrange them
You’ll never really change them
It’s the same as all your sins
Yeah, you can cut and deal again
But what will you do when tomorrow comes?

When tomorrow comes
If the beggar’s lies are true
There’s a balance overdue
And he acted like he knew
So what will you do?
What will you do?

When tomorrow comes
If the beggar’s lies are true
There’s a balance overdue
And he acted like he knew
So what will you do?
What will you do?

Your guards keep you alive
But why and to what end
even they don’t know
They roam your slums
And wonder if they’d lie down freely
Or follow in your tainted footsteps
They talk behind your back
And they always load their guns
So what will you do when tomorrow comes?

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