A Old Man's Ballad

Here I am The passing of time A 70 year old man Death keeps stopping by As my time whines down He comes to remind me Your time is up He then suggest Stick the knife in your life to be 70 years and still can't get love Nobody on Earth loves you You have a funeral date due Lonely old man in an apartment Everything around darkens While the young just frolic Somehow, I hear voices Past memories become noises As I begin to become joyless As my life streams, no more dreams My world I can still see Death, the only person I need