hiding before tomorrow

Tomorrow I'll be quicker.
I'll stare into the strobe light flicker
and afloat I'll stay.


Tomorrow I'll be faster.
I'll catch what I've been chasing after
and have time to play.


Tomorrow I'll be stronger, running colourful,
no longer just in black and white.


I'll probably swim through a few lagoons.
I'll have a spring in my step and I'll get there soon
to sing you a happy tune, tomorrow


But, I'm quite alright hiding tonight.