tomorrow is a maze of blinded spots

Tomorrow we will never know

We may try to see through in our minds

We wish we know what will arise

So we can prepare before it is too late

Today we can sing and enjoy

Painting our lives red on the street

Shouting ourselves singing OK

But tomorrow we have a worrying face

The masks we put on

We pretend everything is ok

The little napoleons singing religious values

They think they are the only ones living here

Tomorrow we wish we can see

A good leader comes to make it true

Let the values of sharing and compassion run

Into the minds of the colourful people

But tomorrow is so hard to say

We strum the chords singing out loud

We pray hard to get the change

Before we forget to make it come true

Tomorrow we will never know

We may try to see through in our minds

Tomorrow is a maze of blinded spots

We hope to unmask it when the day knocks