DOESN'T MATTER

Michael Dyer

© 2007

Across the vastness of space and time,

Before the Big Bang and reason or rhyme.

I'm the one who was foretold. I'm the one meant for your soul.

It doesn't matter if you're young or old.

Doesn't matter if you're timid or bold.

Doesn't matter who's behind or ahead.

Doesn't even matter if you're living or dead.

'Cause I'm coming for your love.  And we'll join below to above.

When dark doors need metal bars. When black holes eat molten stars.

When deep whales slip past hovering sails,

And moonlight snails leave gossamer trails.

It doesn't matter who got less or got more.

Doesn't matter if you're a saint or a who_re.

Doesn't matter if you're crippled or well.

Doesn't even matter if you're in heaven or hell.

'Cause I'm coming to inhale, the loving you exhale.

They say the void will always be, and consume all galaxies.

But our love's reality will exist for eternity.

It doesn't matter if you're young or old.

Doesn't matter if you're tin or gold.

Doesn't matter who's behind or ahead.

Doesn't even matter if you're living or dead.

'Cause I'm coming for your love.  And we'll join below to above.

Across the eons of hopes and fears,

Across the eons of joys and tears,

Our union was foretold. Our bodies merge; become one soul.

So it doesn't matter who got less or got more.

Doesn't matter if you're a saint or a who_re.

Doesn't matter if you're crippled or well.

Doesn't even matter if you're in heaven or hell.

'Cause I'm coming to inhale, the loving you exhale.