Woke Up This Morning( Got the Blues)

Gather your riches before you, gather all your sins, Gather up the courage to try and make amends, Call in all your markers, call in all your friends, The shadow of death is closer, the slow procession begins...... Pieces of my past keep falling away, and I cannot control the flow, Pieces of the present keep changing, bringing me back to my woe, Things I thought I knew, have become things I don't want to know, What I thought would last forever, will never reach the plateau, I am alone, although there are those around me, in various stages, Those who love me, those that only know me, turning different pages, Watching my progress towards an inevitable climax, someday, somehow, Letting me into their lives, and giving me only what they will allow, I ache for knowledge, just a hint as to what awaits at the end, I need to know that this is not all, before this life, I spend, I need assurance that the end is the beginning, life goes on, I want to know that, I will once again see those that have gone, Tommorrow appears on schedule, and life bangs out another day, I watch the sun rise on cue, and it sets in the same old way, Scurrying from our holes, we charge across the landscape, To meet our simple  destiny, as another day takes shape, And, still it comes, the final act, the end of all we are, We know of it, we rush towards it, as if it was afar, But, it could happen at any time, even take us in a dream, Death patiently waits for us, a part of the grand scheme. What lies beyond the blackness of night?.......... Written October 18th, 2001 © on Oct 18 2001 01:22 PM PST   10 • 0 • 1