Tomorrow - Shearwater

I saw you making celebrations

At your breakfast on the table

With a flask full to your lips

Not foreboding, joy of living, joy of giving

Before tomorrow comes, before tomorrow comes

And all the cartwheels through your past nap

After breakfast in the garden

Now the flask moves to your lips

Fall forever, not foreboding, joy of living, joy in giving

Before tomorrow comes, before tomorrow comes

Now you need this more than ever

As you see fit after dinner

With the flask felt on your lips

All the pie-charts now become clear

Gone forever, not foreboding, full of living, joy in giving

Before tomorrow comes, before tomorrow comes