Tommorrow Poem by Pierre Rausch

Tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow around me in the courtyard
The sun will be well up then tommorrow
The flies are out and about tommorrow
We are all at the station tommorrow
Eager to get home tommorrow

It isn't easy, it's completely out of touch
You'r picking up your phone, you're calling your mom
And the number has changed, you'll exchange it tommorrow for a crown
Tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow
Tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow

Tommorrow, you'll wave your arms in the air
With your mother humming allong
Tommorrow, , the whole alley is packed
Saying that you are wrongly accused

It isn't easy, it's completely out of touch
You'r picking up your phone, you're calling your mom
And the number has changed, you'll exchange it tommorrow for a crown
Tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow
Tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow, tommorrow

Singing about the wonderful life we have tommorrow
You could exchange your certificate tommorrow
So many revolutionary singing tommorrow
No longer needed people (diapers) tommorrow