Noa - Oh, my god

I ran into God in a small cafe Through cigarette smoke he appeared to me Apologetic and blaze He said: life is still worth living (you'll see) He didn't look anything like my lover Dejected, slightly out of place Like shadows of constellation He could hardly fill up space But in the reddish twilight, hurried To confess before the fall Kiss the feet of all man-kind And beg forgiveness of us all