Your Day Will Come - Cousteau

Your day will come

It’s catching up on you

When your race is run

Your feint-hearted faith

Follows through, always, always…

Roll back the night

Roll by the lonely parade and it’s gone

What at delight

To unravel the fabric of love

It’s the way, it’s a crime

It’s all the same, but it’s not your time

In sequins and dust

Scatter your pearls with the hungry remains

Lipstick and trust

And hope rides another day