Tomorrow
U.Seed Lyrics
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To all tomorrow's parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties
And where will she go and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's gown
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
Why silks and plumes of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties
And what shall she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties
The song "Tomorrow's Parties" by U.Seed is a hauntingly beautiful examination of the struggles of a poor girl caught up in the endless cycle of social expectations and conformity. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of her life, with each stanza presenting a new challenge she must face as she struggles to find her place in the world.
The imagery of the poem is particularly striking. The idea of a "hand-me-down dress from who knows where" underscores the idea that the girl's identity is shaped by outside forces beyond her control. The repetition of the line "She'll turn once more to Sunday's gown" reinforces the idea that she is stuck in a never-ending cycle of expectation and disappointment.
The final stanza of the song is perhaps the most powerful. The line "For whom none will go mourning" is a poignant reminder of how easily society can forget the struggles of those who are marginalized and overlooked. The image of the "blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown" captures the sense of despair and hopelessness that can come from feeling like one does not belong.
Overall, "Tomorrow's Parties" is a powerful and haunting song that captures the struggles of those who are caught in the endless cycle of social expectations and conformity. It is a reminder that there are always those who are left behind, struggling to find their place in the world.
Line by Line Meaning
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
What attire will the impoverished girl don to attend
To all tomorrow's parties
upcoming social events?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
Perhaps a recycled gown from an unstated source
To all tomorrow's parties
For the endless upcoming social events
And where will she go and what shall she do
As midnight rolls by tonight
When midnight comes around
What options and actions will she choose
She'll turn once more to Sunday's gown
Proceeds to put on her best dress
And cry behind the door
Hiding her tears from the crows
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
What will she sport in the future?
To all tomorrow's parties
At all the endless upcoming events
Why silks and plumes of yesterday's gowns
She hopes to have new clothes fashioned from previously worn fabrics.
To all tomorrow's parties
At all the never-ending events to come
And what shall she do with Thursday's rags
What will she do with worn out clothes from last week?
When Monday comes around
When the first day of the new week commences
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
She'll fall back to her Sunday dress
And cry behind the door
Once again, she hides her tears from everyone.
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
What fashion should the indigent woman put on?
To all tomorrow's parties
For every upcoming event yet to come?
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
Thursday's riches are gone on Sunday, and she is left with nothing
For whom none will go mourning
No one will grieve for her
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Her dress is threadbare and shabby, inherited from another
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fitting for a person who cries and hides her pain from others
Fit for one who sits and cries
This dress suits someone who's defeated and unhappy
For all tomorrow's parties
For all the upcoming events she dreads attending.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Lou Reed
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