Recall when I expressed to you
That he was a candle in a darkened room;
Though we were discussing
Otherwordly affliction
There was such truth.
You can sing the words of God
While I play fool to the lines of men
Because women regret so much.
Recall when I confessed to you
That there was a symptom in my weathered heart
Though we were discussing
The past and only that
There was such truth.
You can sing the words of Lord
While I fumble with mortal deception
Because men seem to
Forget so much.
We bore the pain of ancestors
Of Celts and spirit guides
Truth, strength
and so much likeness
for we bore
all of earth.