I will have a better day tomorrow

I will have a better day tomorrow

There is no morning dew

In my domain

Tim might steal it

Away from Bonnie

Leave it all a wasteland

Picking up the pieces in a storm

Fighting for the right

To call you mine

When bombs rain down

In early warning

Hide under your desks

Boys and girls

Board up all your windows

Wrap yourself up for the winter

Steal yourself

For what comes next

Sing your lonely songs

Of self-destruction

Play the fool

Take a chance on conversation

If that rings true

Walk with me

Talk with me

Until we find our peace

Condensed inside

Post-apocalyptic drops

Of sorrow

Twinkling in the sunlight

As bright as early morning dew.