It was when you said you loved me
that the morning stood aside,
you said,
you'd stay with me forever
but
we both know that you lied
and
then I died

the roses in the garden played their
songs but out of tune
the minstrels with their sadness
and their tears that left no room
for
the darkness had descended
and the sound all
disappeared
something coming closer
was the closeness that I feared
and then I died.

I lit up one more cigarette
watched the smoke fade
into nothingness
saw my life close out
the happiness as
the door opened on loneliness
and
then I died.

In the depths of that place somewhere
when there's nowhere left to go
we could stand and fight unjustness
or we could just decide to go
into the
desert walking barefoot
in search of mirages and water
finding scorpions and sand and
holding hands with the creator
walking to some promised land
and
the cigarette had burnt down
leaving scorch marks on my skin
so I shuffled out another one to
begin again
to die again
to win and to lose again.