The Tomorrow War - Time Travel | English BGM

Standing on the edge of the Palisades' Cliffs In the shadow of the skyline very far away Like a lightning rod that couldn? t pull the storm from me I was 5 years old, my best friend's older brother died He fell from these cliffs The river washed him away, the current pulled him downstream And our lives float in the headlines, so we park these cars Parent? s garage listen to the lullaby Of carbon monoxide War all of the time In the shadow of the New York skyline We grew up too fast, falling apart Like the ashes of American flags If the sun doesn't rise We'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion A painted jail cell of light in the sky Like three mile island nightmares On TVs that sing us to sleep They burn on and on like an oil field Or a memory of what it felt like To burn on and on and not just fade away All those nights in the basement The kids are still screaming On and on and on and on War all of the time In the shadow of the New York skyline We grew up too fast, falling apart Like the ashes of American flags And we? re blowing in the wind We don? t know where to land So we kiss like little kids We used to be very tall buildings We? ve been falling for so long Now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town They offer a welcome when you are leaving War all of the time In the shadow of the New York skyline We grew up too fast, falling apart Like the ashes of American flags The pieces fall it? s like a last day parade And the fires in our streets start to rage So wave to those people who long to wave back From the fabric of a flag that sang, "Love all of the time" War all the time, war all the time All of the time War all the time, war all the time All of the time, all of the time War all of the time, war all of the time War all of the time, war all of the time

This time tomorrow where will we be On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea This time tomorrow what will we know Well we still be here watching an in-flight movie show I'll leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by Seven miles below me I can see the world and it ain't so big at all This time tomorrow what will we see Fields full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets I don't know where I'm going, I don't want to see I feel the world below me looking up at me Leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by And I'm in perpetual motion and the world below doesn't matter much to me This time tomorrow where will we be On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow