Past Life

I was standing on a hill, people were before me,
they'd come to hear me deliver a great eulogy,
a tribute to God, our maker and supreme creator,
who would make us answer to him, sooner or later.

There was a man in a tree, I told him to come down,
he had been the meanest tax collector in town,
there was a man in a bed, I told him to rise,
when he was walking again, it was no surprise.

I had a feeling that my life was going to be short,
although maybe this time, I wasn't going to be caught,
we'd change history, there was no need to prove anything,
just savour any gifts that I just happened to bring.

I was coming back, no one knew the things I knew,
but I can tell you that many of them were really true.