the end

i was given
a short chance
when i met you

it was 
a long shot
to love

and as
my sight dims
to the earth
below

i bring 
your spirit
up above

whatever
the Old Man
decides of me

whatever truth
he can pull
from my deeds

won't compare
to the memory
of your embrace

or burn out
the goodness
of you

from me

it won't
burn out
the goodness
of you

(fire)