my soul was
scratched off
from lineolium
burnted and dusted
nevermore to come back
for you and me
my newfound friend
we drinketh from
the same waters
a sheer delite
heavy footfalls
arrive at my door
church bells
chime and ryhme
and robbeth the poor
forever young
The waters doth offer
screaming in vain
tossed in the rafters
it's what our life
is mostly after
one more pleasure
and one more toss
forget about tomorrow
for tomorrow is lost
the sunshine
the clouds in the sky
the young lovers
with a teardrop
in their eyes
we just wanna be there
why not give it a try
doesn't make much sense
and I don't know why..
later my newfound friend
perhaps we'll meet
someday..and drink a
toast..to long life..
and handsome maidens..
rose cheeked lasses..
and all the years
that passes..
goodbye..