No, I can't see tomorrow when 
I close my eyes 
There is no tomorrow, my gift is of no use 
What's the horse on the shore waiting for? 
See, today wears a mask, today is a shadow 
Today is meant to drag down, shelter and devour 
Today is a gift fading beforehand 
Today is a feast ending too early break: 
Albeit unseen, albeit unveiled 
There's a troublemaker 
Hiding heavy secrets 
If I don't see tomorrow then it must be black 
It's a land of sorrow full of deadened groans 
Tomorrow has no colors, it feels like the night 
It's a pile of cinders instead of a fire 
They did raze tomorrow to the ground