"Tomorrow comes"

Tomorrow comes a brand new day, one devoid of laughter, joy, and play.

Upon our eyes we see the dawn ever encroaching, the hour's passing and the world turning.

The work is never ending to keep Tomorrow at bay... and yet still it comes.

We cope with reality, ever bending, we hope and pray, grow and decay... our imaginations ever wandering.

Material things begin to lose worth, emotional things turn sour. Our minds start praying for our final hour.

We come to realize in the end what we did never mattered... the clouds roll, the sun dies, and the world stops turning.

No matter what we did in all our lives the hours went by, the weeks vanished, and the years fell into obscurity.

When Tomorrow comes, we the lucky, will be able to rest... everything else will be forgotten.