The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way;

For daylight past too quickly
At every Sunday lane
When passion motions strictly
Those minds might go insane;

Corona times move forward
Normality they say is new
The neighbourhood is acting awkward
As fear and mistrust grew;

Tomorrow opens doors
But tomorrow is always today
You can't buy future in stores
Corona won't go away.


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