The Lonesome Crusader

He sighed and smiled, it had been a good night

His heart felt happy, his head felt light

Time to go home, he looked around,

his friends were somewhere in the crowd

In the sea of people they just couldn't be found

He swore under his breath, called their names out loud

Too drunk to make a better judgment call,

he decided to leave alone, to hell with ‘em all

His home was far away, and it was past 2’o clock,

but, it was a lovely night, he thought –Hey, why not walk!

He stumbled as he walked

and he fumbled as he talked,

“You ain't stopping till you’re home “,

to the orders his body rocked

He tripped and fell at one time,

and then lost his way at another,

but he kept on going forward,

until he couldn't any further

Tired, he lay on his back; his body giving up the fight,

“What was I thinking, why am I here alone tonight?”

Slowly his gaze wandered towards the cloudless sky,

a smile crept on his face as he got an answer to his why

You see, on that dark barren sky a million stars could have shone

But that night, the sky was lit with the brightness of the moon alone

Up on his feet again, he cried with all his might,

“This night is far from over, and baby so am I!”

He swears he walked home that night

But then, some say they saw him fly