James Blake
Tomorrow May Come
Color blue from fire flames that burns within
Above somewhere, where no one knows and no one yet has been
There waits, but for what it waits, a vision strange and clear
An unknown space, complete around of shapes that are to be
Smoothness do I feel, purple dreams of velvet glows
Tomorrow may come
Beyond the edge that one can see colors do appear
Flashing blues, from a far off source, ultraviolet waves
Alone up here but not alone flying in it all
A cosmic dream, of truthful tales within a distant glow
Silken white and satin water, flowing through these eyes
Tomorrow may come
Tomorrow, tomorrow that may come
Tomorrow, that may come
Tomorrow that may, that may come