Feelin’ old and outside of things

For the record, I ought to point out that Jude is a lovely man who, to my knowledge, has committed no crimes or anything to feel this degree of apparent self-loathing. Then again, not all songs are necessarily about the songwriter. Hahaha

Sinner’s Lament
Jude Rawling

I look to my left
I look to my right
Tryin’ to embrace the night for a little dignity.
But I just feel cold and wet.
Fat and unkept.
There is no God for me.

I hear kids at play
The song of lovers sway.
I catch glimpses of myself with those highs.
And at the end of the day
They all got a loved one with whom to stay
And there’s no place for me to hide.

Darkness falls
Darkness remains
As the alleycats commence their escapades.
(Does the) Punishment fit the crime? Does it compensate?
Well mister it ain’t for me to say.
Hell, we all make mistakes.
My life wasn’t meant to turn out this way.

I want rain.
I want all Earth’s water.
Just to swim all night in a tempestuous sea.
Tell me sir, would it be in vain?
Would I walk out clean, or just feelin’ the same.
Cause I tell ya, there ain’t no God for me.

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