Old Man, Where Are You Going?

Old man, where are you going?
Maybe you're going where I'm going
Where earth is floor and sky is roof
Can I hitch a ride?

Please don't be too hasty
I'm not in a hurry
Every minute, every second
I want savor it while present

Please don't be too dim
Dark clouds are already forboding
On the other hand the land is dry
So rain fall down and quench the earth!

Please don't be too serious
The earth is round and we're just going in circles
Look at the roadside
Stop and smell the roses

Life, where are you going?
Maybe you're going where I'm going
Where earth is floor and sky is roof
Can I hitch a ride?

Dark as the heavens tonight is my spirit.
Brick upon brick of heaviness my heart screams for air.
Flaming fire snuffed so abrupt is the soul where I found flight.
My face is veiled with the dark shade of loneliness.

In the deepest pit I shall call unto my God, "Save me!"
Does he hear even in this deep filth of sorrow?
What can men do with such reckless hate.
But in the end He will find me. My heart tells me so.

But for a man of little faith what matters is today.
And yesterday is a gallery of gloom.
Horizons seem dark, I am at the bottom of the wheel.
Tomorrow promises new mornings too long to wait upon.