Tomorrow, you will be free

Please don't stop me, my love,

let me lie down and kiss the ground,

let me taste the taste of freedom on

my tongue and remember my pain no

more. Let my tears mingle with the

sand and the sun comforted my soul,'

for the earth has opened up her mouth and

swallowed my past, no more pain, no more

fear, only sweet music shall ring in my ears.

Look down on her, O Lord, look down and see

your daughter weeping in the sand, she

ripped out her heart and has cast it into

sea, she said, "Tomorrow, I will be free."

But the ground where she laid is now

drunken with her past, affliction and confusion,

the sea has spewed out her heart and the

sun has hidden hid face.

I tried to comfort her and said,

"Come my love, come, for tomorrow is

still yet to come,"

but she cannot be comforted, her body's

covered with wounds I cannot see and

her words I do not understand.

Night is fallen and my soul grows weak but

I will not leave her, I will cuddle her in my

arms and whisper in her ears,

"Tomorrow, you will be free,

tomorrow, you will be free."