[Incomprehensible]      You, you never looked so good   Sipping life down like I wish I could   But these sober tears are all that's left to shed   Sandy's soul, now made of bread      Face down beneath the rubble lies a man   Tales of the future already in the past   And of himself, well, he hasn't much to say   But wake the gods, it's a droodlin' day      He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose   But the streets of gold I've yet to find   And at the end of the day, all you can do is pray   Without hope, well, you might as well be blind, yeah, be blind   Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon      Angel, sweet angel of my youth   Where have you gone? You flew away too soon   This brick I built, now builds a higher wall   See it crumble, hear me fall   There hangs the fool, who once had it all      He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose   But the streets of gold I've yet to find   And at the end of the day all you can do is pray   Without hope, well, you might as well be blind, yeah, be blind   Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon      And though the road has yet to rise   On these hundred years that passed me by   And the blood with the river flows   Through the crimson field never sung   And, no, never sung      He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose   But the streets of gold I've yet to find   And at the end of the day all you can do is pray   Without hope, well, you might as well be blind, yeah, be blind   Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon   Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon      Ah, well you, you never looked so good