We met at crossroads, come from opposites,
but I had a feeling you’d walked furthest.
I’d brought a heartful of battered-dull dreams,
and intent to make a regrettable deal.
You’d packed lunch, wore a smile to beat the devil,
spoke in lyrics that were nothing but true.
To this day I write far sweeter music,
because I sold my soul to you instead.
Cameron Lincoln 2017.
Collected in Sideways Rain.
