sky takes the soul

Proclaimers

It could be tomorrow, or it could be today
When the sky takes the soul
The earth takes the clay
I sometimes wonder why I pray
When my spirit drives away
With a faith and a bit of luck
And a half-tonne bomb in the back of a truck

Feel the towel it?s wet with sorrow
From the tears we?ll shed tomorrow
Don?t bring flowers, take a chance
On some graves you should dance
It it?s tomorrow, or if it?s today
I don?t say it will be, I just say it may
When I?m on my knees
To the gates I?ll stumble
And plead my case
In a style thats humble.