I see the sun and I see the calendar
  The days go floating by so slowly in a blur
  I read the numbers and I discard everyone
  I burn my fingers on the pages of the sun
    I'll tell you why tomorrow
    Moonlight pulling all the water to the beaches
  Soaking time into everything that it reaches
  Turn it upside down and count the spilling sand
  Seize the moment with a minute hand
    I'll tell you why tomorrow
    Men and animals are floating through the sky
  Every month or so a new one passes by
  Forming circles 'round the planets in the air
  Find a newspaper and it is printed there
    I'll tell you why tomorrow