Wolf Queen lyrics

TOMORROW

He painted everything under the sun
From far away planets to herds on the run
African tribes didn’t bother him
He was always on the volcano’s rim
If they said it had never been done
All the more reason to try for fun

Whether a battlefield or a running weasel
He was the first to set up his easel
But soon he tired of zombies drooling
Despots ruling and farmers tooling
Worms and werewolves were passé
The great Frankenstein had had his day

One night it came right out of the blue
Sitting around with nothing to do
Hit him like a choir on speed
The smallest idea, the tiniest seed
His biggest quest fell into his lap
One that would put him on the map

It was a project many had tried
And some had given up and died
Spending their fast short lives in vane
At this unruly no-win game
But what else did he have to lose
Other than boredom and the blues

To paint the ultimate procrastinator
The one with the richest since of later
He’d have to inject some do–it-now
Though he wasn’t really quite sure how
Where would he find the one to sit
Could they get around to it?

He looked forever far and wide
For someone that’d kindly provide
The subject for his greatest quest
He really thought he’d done his best
But all this time the universe
Was doing its best to be perverse

Soon his quest became quite famous
But they said you cannot tame us
We do things very off the cuff
We don’t care for that ordered stuff
Tomorrow will surely do just fine
We’ve really got lots of time

A simple truth in time emerged
And so with it he was purged
Of his headlong rush to find
One of them whom time could bind
Tomorrow is the perfect time
Is it really such a crime?

To lay out in the bright warm sun
And realize things won’t get done
To special people time is treasured
Not all beaten nor over-measured
They rejoice in final delay
Because tomorrow becomes today!

POETRY