The Debt of Love

Jesus' payment in full;

Friendship and brotherly love among 

All human kind:

The ship in flames!

Tilted its bow!

Under the waves!

The passen-ger's fear of their doom

It rang out loud!

Just like lambs bleat-ing!

    Satan appeared and said "grab my hand,

    And we will pass like sheep through 

    This holy land"

Stunned, I listened and let myself be led

Through the human cries until the last one said,

       "This is not you,

       Wake from your daze"

The voice calm and clear had been

Clearer than it should have among the din

Right then I knew whose voice it was

It sobered my satanic buzz

And when I snapped to,

The demon's wings pumped

A thousand gallons of salted air

To lift us off the stern of the ship 

And it blew back my hair;

I yanked my hand free from Ol' Blue

And fell back to the ship,

Fell back,

To get back,

To you.