(Hanky-Alert! )

Yestermorrow
By: Noah Eaton
12/6/03

Heaven, when the hell did this happen?
What would Jesus do?
Should we have seen this coming,
or did we jump the gun too soon?
I pray you'll step out of your camouflage,
walk out of yestermorrow
Hold a prayer to your numb heart,
here's one you can borrow.

It's never too late,
to escape,
so let me be your by-way.
When you cry,
that is why,
I swear I'll give it a try.

Here's the place, now's the time
I know we'll make it out alright
I understand you're dead scared,
but I won't leave you behind.
Right here, right now
We have to make it out somehow
I understand you're dead scared...

Well I wish you'd not let them get to you,
and let them slap you in the face.
Your lips been bleeding for mercy,
Lord knows it's never delayed.
She says her heart's left as paper on fire,
her faith a Proscenium arch.
Let the angels look beyond your make-up mirror,
let the tears clean away the starch.

It's never too late,
to escape,
so let me be your by-way.
When you cry,
that is why,
I swear I'll give you a try.

Here's the place, now's the time
I know we'll make it out alright
I understand you're dead scared,
but I won't leave you behind.
Right here, right now
We have to make it out somehow
I understand you're dead scared...
BUT I WON'T LEAVE YOU BEHIND...
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Heaven, what's going to happen?
What would Jesus do?
Could it be what's done is done,
when did we miss our cue?
Now she's crawled into another rabbit hole,
back into yestermorrow.
And she tore the prayer to shreds,
the one I let her borrow.

Now it's too late,
to escape,
she took the free-way.
When she cries,
that is why,
I still wish I could give her a try.

Here's the place, now's the time
Why couldn't we make it out alright?
I understand you're dead scared,
why'd I have to leave you behind?
Right here, right now
We have to make it out somehow,
I understand that you're dead scared
but why'd I have to leave you behind...
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Lord, why'd I have to leave her behind...
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Lord, why'd I have to leave her behind...

[This message has been edited by Mistletoe Angel (12-07-2003 01:20 AM).]

I see the end of the ride murder suicide is how I'm feeling lately -Disturbed-