Passing the Torch

I don’t know where you’re going next,

but it’s the final stop for me, I think

My legs are small, and yours are strong

So I’ll pour us both a drink, and say

Take it from here,

it’s a full cup

against your lips

drink, breathe deep

passing the time in

these last few sips

They call it passing the torch, that’s nice,

I call it dousing my flame in view,

of your fresh new torch soaked in gasoline,

let me get that light for you, and say

Take it from here,

it’s a full cup

against your lips

drink, breathe deep

It’s a time bomb,

these last few sips

I can’t say I don’t envy you,

but I won’t say, I won’t say,

I won’t say I do

Take it from here,

it’s a full cup

against your lips

drink up, breathe deep

passing the time in

these last few sips