The Power and the Glory

looking back through the prism of time all them women who would undermine my mistakes here in my head and under my skin where on god’s earth have I been until now? I want to get up n’ out n’ let’s go plenty stories to be written, to be told here in the shadows I am in decline I’ll catch the light, mostly anytime contemplating this prism of mine I realise that the enemy is my mind all my business n’ my scuffed up shoes who do I trust if not you? what’s your name? think fast, it need not last, I’ll make it fit thine is the power, the glory, the music here in the shadows I am in decline I’ll catch the light, mostly anytime