Tomorrow Always Comes

I told you I'm lost with what's happening
We both guess and make plans and adjust
And then wake up again
Some kind of recalibration of daylight
The morning felt hopeful and the evening not
Was the weather so fine, until it stopped
Don't pretend, you ain't got some
Sixth sense of creeping dread

The more I know, the less I understand
But don't worry, worry
Hands in a hurry
Tomorrow, always comes

The Sunday before the Monday, a write-off, ruined
Catch me when I say I'll get back to you
I've got phony anxieties, leaping around the plot
There's a light that blinds and heads for the shade
And when I waiver, she always saves
There's something beyond my
Hard facts and her soft feels

The more I know, the less I understand
But don't worry, worry
Hands in a hurry
Tomorrow, always comes
The more I know, the less I understand
But don't worry, worry
Hands in a hurry
Tomorrow, always comes



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Richard Barus, Lauren Barus
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