Someone Else's Tomorrow - Patty Griffin

Have you ever been baptised

In the cool winter water

On a Sunday morning

When the sky was grey?

You filed out of the churchyard

So cold it was silver

To gold, tan and blue cars

And the cars drove away

And all the memories fade

Send the ghosts on their way

Tell them they’ve had their day

It’s someone else’s tomorrow

The tall and the tiny

Ships on the water

Farther and farther

Floating away

Will never return now

All wooden and burned out

They echo and groan now

In their salty graves

And all the memories fade

Send the ghosts on their way

Tell them they’ve had their day

It’s someone else’s tomorrow

Someone else’s tomorrow