Tomorrow, you will be free (rewrite)

(Virginia)

Please don't stop me, my love, let me

lie down and kiss the ground, let

me taste the taste of freedom on my

tongue and remember my past no more.

Let my tears mingle with the sand and

the sun comfort my soul, for the earth

has opened up her mouth and swallowed

my past, no more tears, no more fear,

only sweet music shall ring in my ears.


Look down on her, O Lord, look down and

see your daughter weeping in the sand, she

ripped out her heart and has cast it into

the sea, she said, "Tomorrow, I will be free."

But the ground where she laid is now drunken

with her past, affliction and confusion,

the sea has spewed out her heart and the

sun has hidden his face.

I tried to comforted her and said,

"Come my love come, for tomorrow is still yet to come,"

but she cannot be comforted, her body's covered

with wounds I can not see, and her words I do not

understand.

Night is fallen and my soul grows weak but I will not

leave her, I will cuddle her in my arms and whisper

in her ears,

"Tomorrow, you will be free,

tomorrow, you will be free."