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The tomorrow

Marco Prates

You said things that you didn’t want to say

And I was listening

Why

The uncertain words of your thought

Never could be digested on the wind

 

But why the tomorrow is never the same?

 

The tomorrow won’t be the same

I say no

Try knowing what I can understand

To the slight signal

To the minor place

 

You asked me to leave without I know it

I didn’t understand because everything was perfect

A perfect defect without the rights of returning

It even looks like a TV advertising

 

But why the perfect is not enough?

 

The tomorrow won’t be the same

I say no

Try knowing what I can understand

To the slight signal

To the minor place

 

You told me it was not the time

Right if it were a little bit slower

Just like the hypocrisy of a relationship

Of people that like each other and say they don’t

 

But why say no?

 

The tomorrow won’t be the same

I say no

Try knowing what I can understand

To the slight signal

 

The tomorrow won’t be the same

I say no

Try knowing what I can understand

To the slight signal

To the minor place

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