The Minus 5 - Your Day Will Come (Parts 1 & 2) lyrics

Days Pa** by so quickly when your brain goes south You say that I look sickly it's the foam around my mouth I don't care if you're beautiful and young Your day will come You sing in the rain and run with the sun But your day will come Do I remember when it was springtime Braidin' daisy's in my hair Now its December I stand on the freeway In my soiled underwear I don't care if you're beautiful and young Your day will come You sing in the rain and run with the sun But your day will come Your day will come Yes it's true Cause it's not your teeth that are decaying it's you There's a light, burning so blinding At the tollbooth up above And it might be even more frightening if I could remember who I was I don't care if you're beautiful and young Your day will come You sing in the rain and run with the sun Go sing in the rain and go run with the sun Your day will come Oh yeah Your day will come Yes it will Your day will come Yes your day will come Lady Lydia There will come a time when you step out of your bath Wrap yourself in your wrap Walk out of the door Look left and right and decide to go left Down the endless green corridor with lustre's pink seashell windows That gazes out over the mixalidian beach on either side As the corridor becomes a course way you will find yourself Lady Lydia Making your way as if trough viscous fluid in a kind of elegant Slow-motion And as you turn and look behind you and your hair flicks around in a Beautiful commercial curve around your head you will see an infinite Numbers of your shadows following you The ghosts of you five seconds ago, the ghosts of you ten seconds Ago, the ghosts of you fifteen seconds ago But they've gone And in front the ghosts of your futures march ahead occasionally Turning nervously looking over their shoulders to check that you Lady Lydia still following them trough the endless green course way As you march trough the intestine of God you will notice the Manifestation of divinity all around you Old men in ... their niches Sudden things cascading from the roof, ZOOT The gradient increases beneath your feet and the light grows more Diffuse A hollow wind breezes against lamern soaked skin The feature tightens as dawn caresses your eyelids You fumble in your pocket for your keys Keys to what Keys mean there is a door somewhere Where is the door, Lady Lydia? The door is unexpectedly on the ceiling, you just walked past it Fortunately one of your ghosts fifteen yards back catches the keys As you fling them to it Who, agg I ... twisting and a door is flung back They k**ed another mosquito but then you're like that They're all so scared of you It's time to climb out of the corridor and look around the Mixalidian coastline The azure blue above you and the purple flipping things on the beach All around And then from the distance over the sea like the prisoners bubble A pearl sphere gliding and bouncing across the still dawn water Closer ad closer with no ghosts before or in front because this Sphere is not of time It is only of space, and it stops at your feet Quivering, oh Are you quavering or are you pleased to see me Well, well, well if it isn't the Eiffel tower Just coming over the other side But it's not the Eiffel tower it's sinking back in to the water At the end of the course way the black and white striped lighthouse With the tomato on top pulses faith, faith, faith at you .... in your faith And there's the sphere, but how do you get down to it? Well how do you get down to anything? I mean We just don't know