Tomorrow
The dams will break
Tomorrow, the fields
Will know water and wealth

Tomorrow, the sun
Is the signal to rage
And writhe with new joy
When the waves
Are powerful and high

Tomorrow, tomorrow
Is the chorus of today
A rolling inferno within

The madly impassioned
Boil over with hope
And foam at the mouths
As tomorrow so gently unveils

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