Tomorrow is a brand new day,
Isn’t that what they always say.
Good things can come out of the blue,
As likely to happen to you,
As any of Davy Jone’s crew.
But great things now, they’re far and few.
Question not from whence they hail,
Instead take heed in old wives’ tales,
Some things in life you cannot flout.
They tell me you can’t shut pain out,
Without too, denying all you love.
Yet what purpose does it serve,
When great love comes as far and few.