TOMORROW AND TOMORROW



Once I was caught in the mad flow.
My life was but a walking shadow
On its way to dusty death,
I dreamed of Lady Macbeth
In the dusty street of Colorado,
Where I dreamed of breathing her dying breath.

My heart was once full of worry,
So full of sound and fury,
Like a tale told by an idiot.
I was always stopping to pity it
Until I crossed the wide Missouri
And washed the pain from my pretty cut.

Chorus:
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
My life will be but a walking shadow
In the dusty streets of Colorado,
A tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing
But arising in the spring
Signifying nothing
But arising in the spring
Signifying nothing;
But I don’t let it bring me sorrow.
No, I don’t let it bring me sorrow.

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in its petty pace;
But I don’t let it bring me sorrow,
Not even when my fingers trace
The neighbor’s flowers I had to borrow
To fill my broken vase.

The streetlights of Colorado
Will light my way to dusty death.
My life is but a walking shadow
That fades a little with every breath;
But I’m not gonna let the mad flow
Drag me under like Lady Macbeth
Drag me under like Lady Macbeth.
(repeat chorus)

My life began in Missouri,
It’s a tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury;
But now I’ve learned not to pity it
And now I’ve learned not to worry
About the salt that’s in my pretty cut.

I beg and steal and borrow
To keep away the sorrow
That creeps in its petty pace
Like the fractures in my broken vase
As tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Carries me away without a trace
Carries me away without a trace.
(repeat chorus)


Words and Music by Galen Green c 1978