Yesterday

 Perhaps there won't be much of a sound tomorrow,

for all I know, today would have gone

And while I would have a little sorrow

I know that nothing went wrong

Indeed, I wish I had a little more numbers

in the mark sheet that I held

And indeed I wish I had been merrier

in the days I have now shed - 

but I am going to tell to all I shall meet 

that yesterday was good

And that it was but the ink for this piece.