I promise I’ll do it tomorrow, I will.

          I’ll visit my mother.

          I’ll clean out the closet.

          I’ll sort the photos, finish the album and start the novel.

I promise I’ll do it tomorrow, I will.

It’s here today and gone tomorrow.

          My hair is thinning;

          My waistline isn’t.

          My knees on steps, my eyes at night, my joints bear witness

It’s here today and gone tomorrow.

I know tomorrow’s another day.

          A new beginning;

          A glimpse of the future;

          A day of promise, of plans and dreams to be fulfilled

Ah, yes, tomorrow’s another day.

Thank heaven tomorrow will never come.

          How could I manage

          To handle the pressure?

          To finish it all, to figure it out, to reach my potential?

Thank heaven tomorrow will never come.