Friday, November 27, 2015

A Cruel Blessing


you’re not the man you used to be
and I, for one, am glad
gone is the spiteful arrogance

how old are you now?
I’m 48
how old am I?
you’re 70
70? I don’t feel 70

you’re not the man you used to be
no longer do you flaunt to me
the choice you’ll always make

how old are you now?
I’m 48
how old am I?
you’re 70
70? I don’t feel 70

you’re not the man you used to be
somehow, you’re better now
cruel memories are fading

do you still live in Somerset
I do.  what’s my name?
Henrietta!
that’s not my name
but it’s a good name
okay, I’ll be Henrietta

you’re not the man you used to be
you smile, point out the trees
offer your coat, because it’s cold

how old are you now?
I’m 48
how old am I?
you’re 70
70? I don’t feel 70

you’re not the man you used to be
I’ve never seen you scared
but at least you are not lost

where are we going?
up to the high bridge
oh, that’s another mile
that's right, Dad

what’s my name?
Henrietta!
that’s not my name
but it’s a good name
okay, I’ll be Henrietta

you’re not the man you used to be
and I, for one, am glad
and I, for one, am sad

 

 

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