Letra de Tomorrow

I saw you making celebrations At your breakfast on the table With a flask full to your lips Not foreboding, joy of living, joy of giving Before tomorrow comes, before tomorrow comes And all the cartwheels through your past nap After breakfast in the garden Now the flask moves to your lips Fall forever, not foreboding, joy of living, joy in giving Before tomorrow comes, before tomorrow comes Now you need this more than ever As you see fit after dinner With the flask felt on your lips All the pie-charts now become clear Gone forever, not foreboding, full of living, joy in giving Before tomorrow comes, before tomorrow comes