Sleater-Kinney

Tomorrow’s Grave

Sleater-Kinney


The scent of the wind it is filled with our sins
And the ashes of promises never fulfilled

Before the night I saw the setting Sun
One lullaby for for all we should have done
As the earth went dry my heart was filled with shame
Today a home and tomorrow a grave

Well, now I'm wiser, now I understand
I'm the drought, I am the barren land
I'm the flooding and the rising tide
I'm the heat, the wind, the fire and ice

I dreamt of trees and I dreamt of fur
I felt my shape begin to fade and blur
Climbed up branches read the bark like words
What have I ever given up in return?

The sky was gone when at last I woke
Daylight trapped behind a deadly cloak
The silence speaks like a muted scream
The pain of nothing and no air to breathe

Cookie Consent

This website uses cookies or similar technologies, to enhance your browsing experience and provide personalized recommendations. By continuing to use our website, you agree to our Privacy Policy