Nowhere Soul

The man standing at the gate Held out his hand and told me to wait I watched others going through He looked at me as though there was nothing I could do Was it some penance for some crime I once did as a young man or just a kid? I will not kneel in front of thee! Every time I took a stand he just simply raised his hand Time means nothing on this side Alone to think in the far corners of your mind What started as a thought soon was to find That I really did not mind I took a stand and before I could see His raised hand lowered behind me Keep your souls behind the pearly gates I don't really care about you and your new mates I'll try the other place down below I think it's where I should go To my surprise I got the same welcome there It seems poetic and somehow fair that being alone in nowhere is my soul's fate Well, that suits me just great!