Another Day - Mary Black
Hey little brother
The winds of the world
Ruffled your soft and weakened wings
And though I can't hold you
As I look into your eyes
I can see the film
That disappointment brings
I know it's rained
Upon your childhood dreams
The games you've been playing weren't quite
What they seemed
How can I tell you
Don't bang your head against the wall
The wall I've been banging
And praying might fall
Your time come on another day
And your dreams will flame
And in fire play
On another day
I know it's hard for you to understand
There are no flying angels
Come to lend a hand
No smiling faces lined for you to meet
Looks like that in twisted glass
From the kind side of the street
Your time will come on another day
And your dreams flame
And in the fire play
On another day
On another day
Hey little brother
The winds of the world
Have ruffled your soft and weakened wings
And though I can't hold you
As I look into your eyes
I can see the film
That disappointment brings
I know it's rained
Upon your childhood dreams
The games you've been playing weren't quite
What they seemed
How can I tell you don't bang your head
Against the wall
The wall I've been banging
And praying might fall
Your time will come on another day
And your dreams will flame
And in the fire play
On another day
On another day
On another day