Someday - Brett Dennen

In the womb of winter, summer seems a myth

In my desperation I throw my faith into the wind

Born to a world where it is fine just to fit in

From the cradle to the grave, it never ends

Someday, someday in a cloud of gray

I will, I’ll make my great escape, yes

So many ways to walk upon the earth

I trace my footsteps to the place of my birth

So what do you do with all your precious time

So many ways, in which to reach for the sky

Someday, someday in a cloud of gray

I will, I’ll make my great escape

Someday, someday in a cloud of gray

I will, I’ll make my great escape, yes

Say, little bit by little bit

Someday

I may be weary but I am not weak

I can sing a song of suffering

Baby, a song on song is

Dancing on the tip of your tongue

My salivation’s ahead of me

I can feel it calling me

I know they aye, I know they aye

Will be ready

Someday, someday in a cloud of gray

I will, I’ll make my great escape

Someday, someday, yes, in a cloud of gray

I will, I’ll make my great

Someday, yes, in a cloud of, in a cloud of

I will make my great, yes

Someday, yes, in a cloud, in a cloud of

I will make my great