I was so much older then; I’m younger nowadays.
That was in the \'80s, in my giant glasses phase.
I still sport a beard today, though this is changing hue,
like my lonesome, lovely locks; the grey is breaking through!
I was so much wiser then; I’m more obtuse today.
My words were weighty in the past; I had something to say!
Loquacious lines are all that pour from my poor pen these days;
In ‘82, was Jesus-Fire that set the page ablaze!
I was full of faith and fervour, passion, praise and pride.
Now, I’m like a fount of fear, a restless, torrid tide.
The days are darker, to me, now; how swift they sail away!
With all my lonesome, love-sick heart, I long for yesterday.