Even the Calvinists say ... Anger and fear Rule the night Just as it always has I write alone in wonder Why? Who does it belong to? Who gave him the right? It's all very strange to me Leave me to my loves I want nothing more than this Do not bother me These people with these screams Angry, louder, louder They will go away As I ignore I will listen to no one but me I'm sorry, but you have yours And I have mine And if it's not right Follow your heart Do what it tells you That then will be the answer For now I will be happy Smile inside Serve yourself I am the executor I am not a slave I have 80 years How many do you have? Only the same My soul will be no cell It will do as it wants As my will provides Act in a natural fashion You are not the be all and end all Do not worry Do not fret Even the Calvinists say The ending's preordained So just enjoy the show You did not write the world Only your words So write them as you feel them They are yours and yours alone
