This Time Tomorrow - Graham Coxon

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

"This Time Tomorrow" 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 Well This time tomorrow what will we see Field full of houses, Endless rows of crowded streets I don't 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 Well This time tomorrow where will we be On a spaceship somewhere sailing across any empty sea Well This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow

When the fire inside that burns so bright Begins to grow faded It can be hard to see the ground on which you stand Though you may not be afraid of walkin' in the darkness You will feel like a stranger in this land You can try to carve a faith out of your own But a broken spirit may dry out the bone And the edges of the night may cause you sorrow You know I may not be around this time tomorrow But I'll always be with you Yeah, I'll always be with you When the hope that you hold tightly to has all but vanished And there are no words of comfort to be found You will know what it means to be lost and without love May you fight to kill that deafening sound But our holy dreams of yesterday aren't gone They still haunt us like the ghosts of Babylon And the breakin' of the day might bring you sorrow You know I may not be around this time tomorrow But I'll always be with you I'll always be with you Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh You can try to carve a faith out of your own But a broken spirit may dry out the bone And the edges of the night may cause you sorrow You know I may not be around this time tomorrow But our holy dreams of yesterday aren't gone They still haunt us like the ghosts of Babylon And the breakin' of the day might bring you sorrow You know I may not be around this time tomorrow But I'll always be with you I will always be with you I will always be with you I'll always be with you

You know that little clock, the one on your VCR, the one that's always blinking twelve noon 'cause you never figured out how to get in there and change it? So it's always the same time, just the way it came from the factory. Good morning. Good night. Same time tomorrow. We're in record. Ooohaaa Ooohaaa So here are the questions: is time long or is it wide? And the answers? Sometimes the answers just come in the mail. And one day you get that letter you've been waiting for forever. And everything it says is true. And then in the last line it says: burn this. Ooohaaa Ooohaaa Ooohaaa And I what I really want to know is: are things getting better or are they getting worse? Stop, stop. Pause, pause. We're in record. Because ###180244 stories that we have remembered, and most of them never even get written down. And so when they say things like We're gonna do this by the book, you have to ask What book?, because it would make a big difference if it was Dostoyevsky or just, you know, Ivanhoe. Ooohaaa Ooohaaa I remember where I came from; there were burning buildings and a fiery red sea. I remember all my lovers. I remember how they held me. Ooohaaa Ooohaaa East, East. The edge of the world. West, West. Those who came before me. We're in record. Ooohaaa Come here little girl. Get into the car. It's a brand new Cadillac. Bright red. Come here little girl. Ooohaaa Ooohaaa When my father died we put him in the ground. When my father died it was like a whole library had burned down. Stop, stop. Pause, pause. Ooohaaa Ooohaaa Same time tomorrow. And wild beasts shall rest there And owls shall answer one another there And the hairy ones shall dance there And sirens in the temples of pleasure Speak my language. Good night.

I see your face at bus stops and evergreens A fleeting glance where you have never been Now that the rain smudges the trees I'm left alone chasing the roaming star