This Is Tomorrow

(альбом: In Your Mind - 1977)

Here in the hush of evening on a night in June
Overhearing conversations baying at the moon
Suddenly a voice I'm hearin's sweet to my ear
This is tomorrow's calling, wishing you were here

Laying in my hotel bedroom, feeling ceiling blues
Wall to wall a TV's twitching, clearly not a muse
Then flashing through the interference beams a thousand tunes
This is tomorrow calling, what have I to lose?

Trucking by the railway station, I'm on the road again
Steering clear of all temptation unto the point of pain
When steaming through on cue I hear that wailing whistle blow
If this is tomorrow calling, oh, what a way to go

Oho

Day to day you live old fashioned, hi-toned, fancy free
A double take, an image-spitting, tailored to a T
While history is telling you the same old thing
This is tomorrow calling, let's stick a new oar in

This is tomorrow calling, y'all 'n come on in