Think what you will of me
on the day we meet
you will ask my why
and on that day I will say
your asking a man, in his old days
when when did you do that
and I will say, who are, you to judge me now
for I see you as young.
and when i meet the devil
that is me and you to
he will look into my soul
and ask
why did you never ever give me anythink to work with
midnight blues, my soul glowing cold
but in the warmth of heat.