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Tuesday's Dead - Yusuf / Cat Stevens
If I make a mark in time
I can't say the mark is mine
I'm only the underline of the word
Yes I'm like him
Just like you
I can't tell you what to do
Like everybody else I'm searching thru what I've heard
Whoa
Where do you go
When you don't want no one to know
Who told tomorrow Tuesday's dead
Oh preacher won't you paint my dream
Won't you show me where you've been
Show me what I haven't seen to ease my mind
'Cause I will learn to understand
If I have a helping hand
I wouldn't make another demand all my life
Whoa
Where do you go
When you don't want no one to know
Who told tomorrow Tuesday's dead
What's my sex what's my name
All in all it's all the same
Everybody plays a different game
That is all
Now man may live
Man may die searching for the question why
But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall
Whoa
Where do you go
When you don't want no one to know
Who told tomorrow Tuesday's dead
Now every second on the nose
The humdrum of the city grows
Reaching out beyond the throes of our time
We must try to shake it down
Do our best to break the ground
Try to turn the world around one more time
Yeah we must try to shake it down
Do our best to break the ground
Try to turn the world around one more time
Whoa
Where do you go
When you don't want no one to know
Who told tomorrow Tuesday's dead
