Tomorrow, Said The Old Man

I once knew a blind man who could see with more than eyes

He could see your pretensions

He could see through all your lies

He knew when you had gone astray

He knew when you'd done wrong

It doesn't take much to know the way

Until the signposts have all gone

I stopped to take a drink of wine with an old man by the road

The day was hot, the miles were long, I bore a heavy load

He looked at me and shook his head

And pointed to the sky

I know, the old man said, that tomorrow I will die

To save some time, I dug a hole and laid him in his grave

I carved a cross

And said some lies

About how he'd been so brave

The night grew near, so I said farewell and went upon my way

The clouds were dark and threatening

The sky a sombre grey

But I cared not for the cold and rain

Nor the north winds icy blow

I took my rest in a country lane

Resting in the warmth of the snow