for your pleasure

in our present state

part false part true

like anything

we present ourselves



the words we use

tumble

all over

your shoulder

gravelhard and loose



there all night

lying

with your dark horse

hiding

abhorring such extremes



you´re rubbbing shoulders

with the stars

at night shining si bright



getting older

but you´ll wake up

soon and fight



in the morning

things you worried about

last night



will seem lighter

I hope things

will turn out right



old man -

through every step a change

you watch me wlk away

taraa taraa.........