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Coheed and Cambria Album


No World For Tomorrow (10/23/2007)
10/23/2007
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Hell must know
there have been worse things i've done.
i'll hold out these hands,
receive the sound.
approach these days,
will we accept the things we must?
the world will now learn
of change to come...or no world.

. . .


Wait, there's never been a mess like this. Oh no more hands to hold. The pain turns tomorrow for her to give up. Curse us as God has. Believe me, Hell has no room for your crime. So beat me, till the blood and the bone finds our end here.

Bye bye world, only our heads to hold on. Boy, you're never gonna see, nothing's gonna come of me. (Raise your hands high!) Young brothers and sisters, there's a world's worth of work and a need for you.

Oh, changes come, if you'll get yours. Now go. There's no world for tomorrow if we wait for today.

Bye bye world, only our heads to hold on. Boy, you're never gonna see, nothing's gonna come of me. (Raise your hands high!) Young brothers and sisters, there's a world's worth of work and a need for you.

Oh, changes come, through these doors, now closing. There's no world for tomorrow if we wait for today.

(The crowing dies!) You all think you've figured me out. Your words mean nothing at all, so now I lay. I say come on, come on, boy. I say, come on, come on, boy. Watch it bleed.

What did I do to deserve all of this? What did I do to deserve all of you?

. . .


Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed in the heart of the enduring?
‘Cause when you opened that door, you knew, well now there’d be no returning,
or room to mourn what we have lost and to wait while the willing.
As you, the hound of blood and rank, boy, you've got another thing coming.

Come on, come on, come on,
you've got a deal to make.
That's what you wanted to.
Come on and set me free.

I bid you to evade your ways.
Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
I couldn't hear the calm below,
sinking in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.

Why the bother, you’re no brother?
You’re the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience
while you found the worst of me.
You got another thing.

Hold 'em up against the wall,
now there all of no use to you.
God, it's time for the curing.
Only more painful, that labor of you's no surprise;
boy, this tide's come to turning.

No room to mourn what you have lost.
Ah, the waiting for the willing.
Only you, hound of blood and rank,
who deserves every ounce of what's coming.

Come on, come on, come on,
you've got a deal to make.
As well, you wanted to,
come on and set me free.

Yeah, I'll give it till you evade your ways.
Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
I couldn't hear that calm below,
shaking in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.

Why the bother, I'm no brother?
You’re the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience
while you found the worst of me.
You got another thing.

Come on, come on, come on,
you've got a deal to make.
As well you wanted to,
come on and set me free. Yeah.

I'll give it till you evade your ways.
Oh, you've been a bad, bad boy.
I couldn't hear a calm below,
sinking in a sad, sad song. N-n-no, no, no.

Why the bother, I'm no brother?
You’re the wrong I need.
Boy, we all found an audience
while you found the worst of me.
You got another thing.

Your words could keep you hiding.
Cowards give up you.
Cowards give up you.
It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.
It's all on you, boy.

. . .


History’s made its mark in anger
As everybody knows it's what we do
It's nothing new

The next chords struck are fault and failure
And we both know the finger points on cue
There’s blame for two

Do you really want him coming Newo?
Do you really think it’s coming back to you?
Hold as the world stop spinning with that writing on the wall.

You’re neither Newo.
You’ll be cushion just enough to break my fall.
Why don’t you cry?
‘Cause right there baby, in the path ‘cause if you want it all.

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby.
He’s coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers near your back porch maybe to open up to cry your sorry eyes out.

There's a scream outside your window.
I'm only here to make my peace with you.
There's something new.

Oh, it was our time, feeding out lines.
If I could do things different, what would I choose?
Oh, don't you cry, Mama.
Please, don't cry Mama.
Oh, don't you cry, no, no.

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby.
He’s coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers near your back porch maybe to open up to cry your sorry eyes out.

No other, could wait for a lover.
To erase, boy, when there's no more room for love, you sail her off to the shores.
No other, could wait for a lover.
To erase, boy, when there's no more room for love, you sail her off to the shores.

Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby.
He’s coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Right now, hide your feathers on the back porch, baby.
He’s coming home, for you've been such a liar.
Hide your feathers near your back porch maybe to open up to cry your sorry eyes.

Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
I'm in love.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Oh don't you cry, Mama.
Oh, don't you cry, no, no.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
I'm in love.
Wait a minute, little back porch lady.
Oh don't you cry, Mama.
Oh don't you cry, no, no.

. . .


All non-believers stand aside and fear
A new day's marching through the door
How could you ever think you'd make it here?
Did it bleed? Was it sore?
Through the struggles you've endured

You've come so far from innocence
Provided all the consequence
Only what does it matter now?

Cause you're going home
You're running free
As only you would be if you never owed them anything
And now you've found your way out
In the trust you've seen your path on home

Spend your time well before you go
Here in hell

Your living ends before the engineer
What was your motive in this fight?
(did they play you for the weaker of them?)
How could you ever think you'd make it here?
Was it greed that pushed your heart through the struggles you've endured?

You've come so far from innocence
Provided all the consequence
Only what does it matter now?

Cause you're going home
You're running free
As only you would be if you never owed them anything
And now you've found your way out
In the trust you've seen your path on home

Spend your time well before you go
Here in hell

(There's a hell in all of us)
Spend your time well before you go...
(There's a hell in all of...)
In a law that's all your own
(There's a hell in all of us)
There are no secrets you can hide
(There's a hell in all of...)
From yourself, in your mind, leave the worst of all behind

Cause you're going home
You're running free
As only you would be if you never owed them anything
And now you've found your way out
In the trust you've seen your path on home

Cause you're going home
You're running free
As only you would be if you never owed them anything
And now you've found your way out
In the trust you've seen your path on home

Spend your time well before you go
Here in hell

. . .


Here, sleep at the bottom of hell
Your time has come to pick the road
You walk in this tale
Turn, as a coward you've earned
Through sickness and health,
There's only one
So go and bite your tongue
You'll just see the worst of me,
With the hope they understand
No, you know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be a man.
Little baby, you kick and you scream, you whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The course let see your lie

You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.

Mother superior
Come catch the rabbit that runs
My, how you run
You're frightened of living this,
Truly gone fishing amalgam
Go fetch the gun

Your answer is in there
Just stare down the barrel
Their sincerest apologies won't write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite
So young fool don't cry anymore

Near, far, and wherever you are...
You'll just see the worst of me,
With the hope they understand
No, you know you're just a boy.
So grow up and be a man.
Little baby, you kick and you scream, you whine
Victims pay the price eventually
The course let see your lie

You've got nothing to prove, stay afraid.
Young brother, you've got nothing to prove.

Mother superior
Come catch the rabbit that runs
Oh, how's your son?
You're frightened of living this,
Truly gone fishing amalgam
Go fetch your gun

Your answer is in there
Just stare down the barrel
Their sincerest apologies,
Oh they won't write you out of this one
Tonight, you'll find the right
In the pull of the trigger, now bite
So young fools don't lie

Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
When your sick to the stomach
Just pull out the knife

Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
Not anymore, don't cry boy
When your sick to the stomach
Just pull out the knife

. . .


So draw little piggy better watch out for number one.
(I think fear a bad wind blowing today)
You better put up your shudders cause Lord knows
now I ain’t stopping till the worst gets
Alive little story don’t you creep out that fucking door.
(It’s best that you don’t go walking through there)
Now who’s the “don’t bother knocking?”
Cause god knows I am not stopping till you breathe blood.

(Hey)
What I miss are one and the same.

Just give it the push while I kick start
(There’s just no time for this)
Come on, its just the hurt I’m looking for
Don’t wanna live no more
You’ve got the gun, I’ve got the bullets
Don’t wanna live no more
Well baby, be my lover
Go on and pull that trigger!

You’re the sin of the city, now repent for the wrong you’ve done
(Not sorry for this, not sorry at all)
You’re a snake under cover
The wolf of another, just this bad mother******
Leave a long trail of nothing, little bad boy, your gun in hand.
(Its best that you don’t go walking through there)
Now who’s the calm boy your popping?
Cause god knows I am not stopping till you breathe blood.

(Hey)
What I miss are one and the same.

Just give it the push while I kick start
(There’s just no time for this)
Come on, its just the hurt I’m looking for
Don’t wanna live no more
You’ve got the gun, I’ve got the bullets
Don’t wanna live no more
Well baby, be my lover
Go on and pull that trigger!

“Oh Christ Will You Bury My Body?”

We’ll keep marching to the top of this tower
As God isn’t at home. No.
There’s nothing in the way that could stop us
It’s your time to go.

(Hey)
What I miss are one and the same.

Just give it the push while I kick start
(There’s just no time for this)
Come on, its just the hurt I’m looking for
(Don’t wanna live no more)
You’ve got the gun, I’ve got the bullets
Don’t wanna live no more
Well baby, be my lover
Go on and pull that trigger!

(I don’t wanna live no more)
Go on and pull that trigger!
(Wanna live no more)
My Lover go on and pull that trigger!

. . .


Is this the way I want to see me? Please, leave your memories at the door. Why has the world gone off and deserted me? Why, there's just no room inside these walls.

You want it all, but did you want it tonight? Or you go through in there, as you wait by the light. Oh, can you see what you've been asking of me? With the turn of this knife, no, we'll take your life.

This scene, we'll cry no. Crying for mercy. Now it's time to pray for the end of our life.

There will be justice in murder. There will be justice in murder.

Now you've been for me, when no other could be. Well, I now grow old to forget all those. Drown all sorrow, goodbye tomorrow.

There is no worse than this curse you've given me. This new scene it's ending all for nought. I wish you the best when I'm lost to eternity. Now, do what you will so it hurts no more.

You want it all, but did you want it tonight? Or you go through in there, as you wait by the light. Oh, can you see what you've been asking of me? With the turn of this knife, no, we'll take your life.

This scene, we'll cry no. Crying for mercy. Now it's time to pray for the end of our life.

There will be justice in murder. There will be justice in murder.

Now you've been for me, when no other could be. Well, I now grow old to forget all those. Drown all sorrow, goodbye tomorrow.

There will be justice in murder. There will be justice in murder.

Now you've been for me, what no other could be. Well, I now grow old to forget all those. Drown all sorrow, goodbye tomorrow.

There will be justice in murder, oh, no, no. There will be justice in murder.

Now you've been for me, what no other could be. Well, I now grow old to forget all those. Drown all sorrow, goodbye tomorrow

. . .


No, no, no, no, no, no, no. [x4]

. . .


We're throwing all caution to the wind. It's better to think about what's ahead, than behind. Then maybe I've got a better chance at failure. But my mind has a clever way of turning all the worst to right, I've found. Oh, no. So tell them that you did it. No "maybe."

We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? No, what you've done? No.

We turn to the dirt with this cursed affair. A level the bullet pound, in the buried, we'll leave them. Oh how will they ever find their way to the road to a better place where the memories, they don't live to fade away. Oh, Lord.

So tell them that you did it. Oh, no. So tell them that you knew. Ditto. So tell them that you knew. No "maybe."

We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done?

It's the curse of the radio bye bye. Lock and load. It's the curse of the radio bye bye.

So tell them that you did it. Oh, no. So tell them that you knew. Ditto. So tell them that you knew. No "maybe."

We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done?

We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done?

We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now...

. . .


These are the days. The end complete. The world was burning to the sound of the suffering. You are the jury, we are the saints.

Our minds divide, the past repeats. A worst still brewing in the hearts of those weak ones bleed. I am the knowing, the living dead.

Dig deeper. Remember all you've been and all you've left behind. Wave goodbye, my dear. Dig deeper. Remember all you've been and all you've left behind. Welcome home, my dear.

No words to say. The worst displayed. What once was courage has now cursed in the wars we've made. We are the sinners, before our graves.

Now leave in peace. The dead unsafe. I was still turning down the path of the end complete. Now smite me, jury, we've come for change.

Dig deeper. Remember all you've been and all you've left behind. Wave goodbye, my dear. Dig deeper. Remember all you've been and all you've left behind. Welcome home, my dear.

Mama, I'm living proof that neighbor is just around the corner. A ghost to walk the end designed for you and I.

No one will ever know. No one will ever know.

We are now waiting.

You've been stealing my lines. How come I'm living your life?

We are now waiting.

You've been stealing my lines. How come I'm living your life? Face the jury in Hell.

These are the days. The end complete. The world was burning to the sound of the suffering. You are the jury, we are the saints.

Dig deeper. Remember all you've been and all you've left behind. Wave goodbye, my dear. Dig deeper. Remember all you've been and all you've left behind. Welcome home, my dear.

You were the magic that turned a curse in time. You were the beauty that we had to leave behind. Oh, no. No, no. Bye-bye.

We're going to get you, my love. We're going to get you, my love.

Oh, no. Let your rabbit go run. Oh, no. Let your rabbit go run.

We're going to get you, my love. We're going to get you, my love.

Oh, no. Let your rabbit go run. Oh, no. Let your rabbit go run.

We're going to get you...

. . .


I believe in the world right in front of me,
but now, along these empty streets
where this curse holds these memories of a man,
you know he's lost.

No time to think about it. No room to breathe.

If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door
(but please don't wait for me)
because the man you love don't live anymore.
I can't go home again.

Tonight you'll sleep.
You'll feel what might become of me, my dear.
Within these end old days where this longing turns
this man to pray and a love begins to die.

No time to live in the deep, girl,
I'm worth the second chance. (What have I done?!)
No time to think about it, no room to breathe!

If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door
(but please don't wait)
because the man you love don't live anymore.
I can't go home again.

I believed in the world, once in front of me, well, now that's gone.

If I had the way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door
(but please don't wait for me)
because the man you love don't live anymore.

I can't go home again.

Bye, goodbye. Bye, my dear.

. . .


The worlds have now learned of the worst yet to come.
A brink of an end, a boy learns to run.
How you love, could you, Mr. Man-of-the-Year?
Walking tall with nothing to fear.

Don't pass up this chance, oh, go tear down the walls.
No Gods will be watching, no cares enough at all.

These worlds, they now are ending, as they were at the start.
But I'll keep on pretending.
I won't go...

Don't cry no more, boy.
You've got the other side of your life.
So ignore, and move out the broken door,
and take out your trash,
but I no longer hold in here,
I'm not coming back.

The road must now...
My story, so long amory.
Please drive me home one last time.

Hail! [x57]

. . .


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