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A song my husband and I wrote about our relationship |
| A sensitive soul but with Viking rage, Heart is a fortress, mind is a maze, A troubled psyche with room to spare, A dark sense of humour, easy to share. On my final day, And my last farewell, I would like to say… I’ll see you in Hell, I’ll see you in Hell Hurtful words from a sharpened tongue, Crack like a whip and a smoking gun, Great ambition but with little drive, Contrary as Mary but first to arrive. Chorus (Bridge) If I’m damned to the Underworld, I’ll put the kettle on. I’ll be waiting in Pergatory, I know you won’t be long. We’ve made each other the way we are, Years together like a long bell jar, I wouldn’t change it for anything, The good, the bad and the bitter sting Chorus |