Yesterday Changing Tomorrow
Composed, performed, produced by Bob Forbes.
Lyrics
I keep the coffee warm, but the clock runs thin.
Photos on the mantle stage the could-have-been.
Your laugh is a memory that skips but won't unwind,
Spinning yesterday into the edges of my mind.
When yesterday starts tugging on tomorrow's sleeve,
It tells the heavens the shape of what it wants to be.
We dance on eggshells, tracing futures we don't own,
When yesterday keeps changing what tomorrow's shown.
Late night dreaming confessions flicker before wane,
Your silhouette keeps appearing on the windowpane.
I swear I hear tomorrow say your name in rhyme,
Like a familiar song that's using all my time.
When yesterday starts tugging on tomorrow's sleeve,
It tells the heavens the shape of what it wants to be.
We dance on eggshells, tracing futures we don't own,
When yesterday keeps changing what tomorrow's shown.
Maybe it's mercy, maybe it's a ghost,
Maybe it's the part of us that we need most.
A second chance dressed up in rewound lights,
Softening the corners of our hard, straight lines.
When yesterday starts tugging on tomorrow's sleeve,
It tells the heavens the shape of what it wants to be.
We dance on eggshells, tracing futures we don't own,
When yesterday keeps changing what tomorrow's shown.
Oh, watch it roll, watch it replay, rewriting gold from gray.
Copyright 2025; Bob Forbes
