Here we go... not meant to be emo or whatever... actually written for the acustic guitar, got the idea from Offspring's 'The End Of The Line'. I'd written a few 'happy' numbers and thought 'that's not the blues!' So i tried to write something more sad... based on a friend of a friend who found drugs and when the friend could have helped he chose not to, and the other guy died when he wrapped his car around a telegraph pole.
Tomorrow Again
When the phone rings
It sounds like a siren calling me back home
But it seems that today
All that is good has left all that is bad alone
And still there is you
It feels so wrong
That I'm here without you suddenly
Everything we learned
Is blown away like a bag in a southerly
During a Wollongong winter
Well it seems old friend
It's just left to me again
And it seems old friend
That we'll wait ‘til tomorrow again
When the doctor says no
And now the world grows dark and blue
Living with the knowledge
That something could be done to save you
From yourself
Well it seems…
And it's gone!
In a flash everything is gone
And I never tried
I never tried
I never tried
When the doctor says no
And the world grows dark and blue
Living with the knowledge
That something could be done to save you
To save you
To save you
Well it seems…
lois: 'Chris, women are not objects!'
peter: 'Your mother's right son, listen to what it says.'
