Phoebe Bridgers - Day After Tomorrow

I got your letter today And I miss you all so much, here I can't wait to see you all And I'm counting the days, here

I still believe that there's gold At the end of the world And I'll come home to Illinois On the day after tomorrow

And it's so hard and it's cold here And I'm tired of taking orders And I miss old Rockford town Up by the Wisconsin border

What I'll miss, you won't believe Shoveling snow and raking leaves And my plane will touch down On the day after tomorrow

I close my eyes every night And I dream that I can hold you They fill us full of lies, everyone buys About what it means to be a soldier

I still don't know how I'm supposed to feel About all the blood that's been spilled Will God, on His throne, get me back home On the day after tomorrow?

You can't deny the other side Don't want to die any more than we do What I'm trying to say is, don't they pray To the same God that we do?

Tell me, how does God choose? Whose prayers does He refuse? Who turns the wheel? Who throws the dice On the day after tomorrow?

I'm not fighting for justice I am not fighting for freedom I am fighting for my life And another day in the world here

I just do what I've been told You're just the gravel on the road And only the lucky ones come home On the day after tomorrow

And the summer, it too will fade And with it brings the winter's frost, dear And I know we, too, are made Of all the things that we have lost here

I'll be twenty-one today I've been saving all my pay And my plane will touch down (ooh, ooh) On the day after tomorrow

And my plane, it will touch down (ooh, ooh) On the day after tomorrow