Not Tomorrow

People shape their footsteps,
To match the shadows of the others.
Like me, Like me, following you.
Echoes in the building,
Prayers are lost in stone,
And I walk home alone in the rain.
We know not why, or how.
It's not tomorrow - this is now.

People dance in circles,
To match the movements of their lovers.
Like him, like him, dancing with you.
Flowers in the graveyard,
Prayers are lost in stone,
And we sit there alone, in the rain.
She knows not why, or how.
It's not tomorrow - this is now.