The die is cast

Oh how I’ve hankered for

you and you and then some more

blood and sweat and tears just flow

around us as around we go

we long and cry and hope and fear

we never seem to be right here

now I stub out my cigarette

thinking of the way we’ve met

          My mistakes are in the future

          and my crimes are in the past

          but today nothing is moving

          still I know the die is cast

I’m drinking in a bar

I’m wondering where you are

all the women passing by

full of beauty so damn right

flickering like flame and fire

on the altars of desire

you never seem to be right here

you’re just a memory dear

          refr.

1980's