Same as Yesterday

Coffee at eight, rain at nine. Same man drops the same damn dime. Bus runs late, dog gets loose. Morning paper, Same old news. Maybe I'm tired, Maybe it's gray. Maybe tomorrow won't look Like today. Same as yesterday, same little show. Same green light when I already know. Same as yesterday, nothing feels new. I know what comes next. Don't ask me how I do. Woman in red, Cabin three. Someone says, "Have we met?" To me? Glass hits the floor, right on cue. I turn before it falls. I've seen it do. Same as yesterday, same little scene. Same conversation somewhere in between. Same as yesterday, word after word. I laugh at the joke before I've heard. So tomorrow I'll turn left where I Usually turn right. Order something different, stay out all Night. Anything new, anything strange. Just one little thing that I Didn't arrange. Same as yesterday. Well, Almost the same. Different street, different code. Same faces, same names. Same as yesterday, maybe that's fine. But if tomorrow repeats this, I'll know it isn't time. Coffee at eight, Rain at nine. And there goes that coin Right on time.