Show Me Tomorrow

Where are our leaders now?
Where are their guns?
Where are the saints?
Who are the lords?
Why don’t we need them to kill with our thoughts?
We are the slaves
We are the gods
We are tomorrow that the Earth has forgot
We are so sentimental for our failed ways
It’s time to clear the picture so they don’t keep us saying end our pain
Where are the screamers now?
Who took their songs?
Where are the seers that watch over our wrongs?
Where are our teachers?
What have they learned?
Why do they steal from the truth that we’ve earned?
We are so sentimental for our failed ways
It’s time to clear the picture so they don’t keep us saying end our pain
Show me tomorrow as I climb through today
Show me tomorrow before it’s taken away
We are so sentimental for our failed ways
It’s time to clear the picture so they don’t keep us saying end our pain
Some see salvation
Some see the theft
Why can’t we all see that we’re all we have left?
We are the hopes
We are the dreams
We are the future that is already seen