A.G.E's Joint

Another log on the bonfire As they cuddled under his cloak She knew where it was going He knew how far. He said: "I want to hold your hand" And he adorned it with a star. "Will you marry me and be my wife?" Her face reflected that star "I would love nothing better from life." So many years gone by now Joy and pain Stitches in time On their tapestry Etched their faces Under a cloak As they face the bonfire.

I'm an old man Yelling at clouds I can't be heard Over thunder's din What was Is now the opposite And I'm to believe The opposite was truth. But truth and falsehood Are man's inventions Something to explain away Something to large to understand.