Und nochmals Joe Henry (wie kann man bloss so philosophische Songs schreiben).

And death and disgrace can seduce anyone
Who needs to believe there’s judgment at hand
God may be kind and see you like a son
But time is a lion when you are a lamb

The years see the best of intentions and greed
They come without shame, they’ll leave you with some
Men become old when their hurt becomes need
But time is a lover and your time is young

The sun is a soldier, out crawling the hill

Setting fire to every house that’s in view

Lighting the ruin of my hope and my will

Till I’m like a shadow and I’m falling on you