He followed me home

one night long ago

I think it was late at night- around midnight or so

 

He wore a hat

he walked with a cane

I really hoped I really prayed

 I wouldn't hear him say his name.

 

I figure that one day

I'll his voice

when I'm still and  cold and blue.

 

He'll say " imrziippppp"

and I'll say:

" I've always wondered what it feels like to be inside of a body bag.

Now I guess I know."