No tomorrows   Left in shadow      I like the discipline to   Face the waves and   Drown inside of them   My nature is to spin like a   Grain of sand whenever a tide comes in   The certainties have shifted   Words deleted incompleted   The hissing drift of wintering   Scalded scar of his words leaves a stain      No tomorrows   Left in shadow      Like beggars we would meet again   In the months to come and the years   Exchanging consciousness   Exchanging reason and tears   Released from all the pain   Only a bittersweet savor remains   And the barest have to glow   A trace of that state of floating is      No tomorrows, left in shadow    No tomorrows, left in shadow    No tomorrows, left in shadow    No tomorrows, left in shadow    No tomorrows, left in shadow    No tomorrows, left in shadow