Way of History - Tad Morose

Night time falls too late The sun is shining through Morning comes too soon

Another day another story

Someone must hold the key to open up our eyes So many questions but there

Ain’t no answers How will we know what’s meant to be

Seasons passing by and change our way of living Winds are blowing stronger

There’s nothing we can do about it

Who gives us hope in this misery Is this the fall of humanity How can we

Live in this society No one can change the way of history

Life is not so easy It’s filled with pain and sorrow Will there be a sign

In heaven Before it gets too late

Clouds increase in heaven Darkness closing in The day is finally over We

Are waiting for tomorrow