Escape from the Citadel

It was after the Weather War of '89
As we danced in the streets and we drank our wine
With laughter and singing for the sky to see
As I lay with my lady and she with me
Dreaming all the day
If there be sunshine in tomorrow, then
Tomorrow be my lucky day
Z said, «Quick, now we must not wait
For the future is early, the past is late
Let us take to the road at the twilight’s bell
And we’ll make our escape from the Citadel»
Dreaming all the way
If we find sunshine in tomorrow, then
Tomorrow be our lucky day
«Don't look back,» they told us
«Wait for no one else
You’ve only got your own life
You’ve only got yourself»
Thunder rolled and the grey cloud flew
And we turned up our collar to the crimson hue
Traveled to the land of the April sky
Lovely ZN102 and I
Dreaming all the day
If there be sunshine in tomorrow, then
Tomorrow be our lucky day