Hello, can you hear me?
On a night I was looking up,
At the bubbles of days that float up and disappear,
The Milky Way that blurred into my view,
Looked so unsteady, really quite the wonder.
Hello, can you hear me?
This isn’t something I can really walk to anyone about,
So I’ll try giving a god a call and asking him.
If today were to be,
Not tomorrow, but yesterday,
Tomorrow would be today, and yesterday, the day before.
Come on over, day before: I’m waiting;
My boat is docked at the ready.
If today wasn’t even today,
But that day instead… ahh, it’d be so nice!
Hello, can you hear me?
On a night I was looking up,
At the bubbles of days that float up and disappear,
On the other side of the window blinds,
Was a city of light, so beautiful.
I wonder if a question for which I need no answer will suffice?
But for tonight, I’ll sleep on it; talk to you later!
The song that plays when we say goodnight, that lullaby:
Tomorrow is tomorrow, I’m nothing but myself.
But why is tomorrow’s wind,
Set to blow the way it does?
If today were nothing more than today,
That alone, ahh, would be enough.
If today was not yesterday, but tomorrow,
Yesterday would be today, and tomorrow, the day after.
I wonder where this boat is headed,
As the rudder steers toward the day after,
If today wasn’t even today,
But that day instead… ahh, it’d be so nice!
I just think it would be so nice.