Night,
oh wonderous dark one of endless possibilities, wake me before the Dawn.
My countennance is haggard and ravaged by smoke,
my being is tired and drawn.
My head is throbbing in the agony
of an ageless, youthful fool.
Trying to reckon society's logic, with tired fists of iron rule.
But for now the grog flows freely
and a desert thirst begins to build.
And we'll deal with Lifes pain tommorrow,
with the same rule of iron will.
But tonight, yes tonight we will sing...

Spend all night singing, I can't find the Time.
Spend all day writing, but I just can't build the rhyhme.
No one wants to hear me, no one will play my song.
I'm trying hard but sometimes, I just can't get along.


[CHORUS]
I can't see tommorrow
I can't see tommorrow
No, I can't see tommorrow
Cuz when I look, aint nothing there.



I looked and wondered, at the Time that's passed me by.
I've spoke with thunder and lightning from my eyes.
I've watched as all I've gained, again reclaimed by Time.
Go on and take whats yours, but leave what little's mine.


[CHORUS]
I can't see tommorrow
I can't see tommorrow
No, I can't see tommorrow
Cuz when I look, aint nothing there.


{ I can still hear my daddy saying;}
"Crees en todo y no crees en nada.
Trosea nadia.
Desconces y seas felice,
Donde puede."