Already Tomorrow

It's already Tomorrow, No more time To borrow, All the love and dreams That did not come true, That have stayed in tunnels, Dark and long and narrow Where the sun never shines And hope is aligned With sorrow. Tomorrow, Time runs out! And cannot be retrieved Time is about, The only thing That cannot be bought Or sold, Or ever be recovered. We learn that lesson Much too late, Not often seeing In the present, What's important And what's, Not! For we smother Our hidden Real desires With stupid notions of, "Oh, there's still time To make our long beloved flower, bloom with pride", So we hide, our real life Our true feelings And desires, Not realizing that Today Is so swiftly becoming, Our last Tomorrow.