Waiting for Tomorrow

Moon streaming through the trees I wonder what this means Clouds forming into swords Shining like I've never seen Waiting for tomorrow Hiding from tomorrow Waiting for tomorrow Hide from all our sorrows Words written in the sky Tell me, could this be a dream? Silently, pilots are circling Waiting for the unforseen Red alert goes through the world The heavens are opening Run to the shelter nearest you The planet's running out of steam Waiting for tomorrow Hiding from tomorrow Waiting for tomorrow Hide from all our sorrows Moon turning red, trees are dead I wonder what this means Clouds are changed, sheets of mist Like I've never seen Waiting for tomorrow Hiding from tomorrow Waiting for tomorrow Hide from all our sorrows Stars are raining from the sky Tell me, could this be a dream? Silently, pilots land Waiting for the unforseen Waiting for the unforseen --- Waiting For Tomorrow - Hawkwind