Dekadance
And tomorrow
Will you wake up?
And tomorrow, will you wake up?
And instead of eyes, we will be born with blindfolds
And tomorrow will I wake up?
And from my mouth will flee a song
And tomorrow I will wake up
With strange need of not to belong
And tomorrow I will wake up
Just to copy whatever is wrong
And tomorrow I will wake up
In a cage of perfect gold
And tomorrow, will I wake up?
Hope in tongue, golden song
And tomorrow I will wake up
With an innate appetite
And to be one of yours
To be just one of yours
Tomorrow I will wake up
And try everything not to be alone
And tomorrow will I wake up?
And try everything to be alone
Incise, open wide from the inside
Cast out, see what is still left of live
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect
Tying the hands of a blind man
Teaching the colors to a blind man
Tying the hands of a blind man
Teaching the colors to a blind man
And ask him to react
And to react, and to react
And ask him to react
And to react, and to react
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I will finally feel
A natural, natural will
I will finally feel
A natural, natural will
Of being artificial
Artificial, artificial
Artificial, artificial
Artificial
And tomorrow
And tomorrow I will wake up
(Into) dekadance
(Into) dekadance
(Into) dekadance
(Into) with elegance
Will you wake up?
And tomorrow, will you wake up?
And instead of eyes, we will be born with blindfolds
And tomorrow will I wake up?
And from my mouth will flee a song
And tomorrow I will wake up
With strange need of not to belong
And tomorrow I will wake up
Just to copy whatever is wrong
And tomorrow I will wake up
In a cage of perfect gold
And tomorrow, will I wake up?
Hope in tongue, golden song
And tomorrow I will wake up
With an innate appetite
And to be one of yours
To be just one of yours
Tomorrow I will wake up
And try everything not to be alone
And tomorrow will I wake up?
And try everything to be alone
Incise, open wide from the inside
Cast out, see what is still left of live
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect
Tying the hands of a blind man
Teaching the colors to a blind man
Tying the hands of a blind man
Teaching the colors to a blind man
And ask him to react
And to react, and to react
And ask him to react
And to react, and to react
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I will finally feel
A natural, natural will
I will finally feel
A natural, natural will
Of being artificial
Artificial, artificial
Artificial, artificial
Artificial
And tomorrow
And tomorrow I will wake up
(Into) dekadance
(Into) dekadance
(Into) dekadance
(Into) with elegance
Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Ribeiro, Miguel Gaspar, Pedro Telhada, Amorim Teixeira
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