Tomorrow..Ill be there

The day is gone for tomorrow
Flew in the dark wings of the moon
A stranger in a strange land he sits
On a rock of silence looking like a goon

How long can his legs and arms wait
Being doomed by dispair and lack of faith
A stranger in a rock tosses a dime
Guessing whatever it becomes in time

A journey of pacience in the realm of the night
The shadows of oblivious thoughts are dancing
The music that a stranger whistles so bright
That only tomorrow he will rise up and fight