Charly's an Angel?
Kindest hard woman
Hardest kind woman
Oblique perception
Sweet indiscretion
Reason dealt with in man
Unfathomable wisdom
Sees right through his acting
Takes his hand
In her band
Enters his life believing.
Danced with eight million
Dreaming of the stallion
Not quite grateful
Time to be faithful
A little gentle understanding.
Bestowing all her honour,
Giving all his need in her
The air of truth
He'd need for "Ruth"
Never to be a daughter.
A testicle toucher and stripper.
Not for nothing, mind you
T'is to service the lust you mention
To trade in phallic tension.
So believing in her superiority
Yet not see the genius in anything.
A dog like Bailey loved me.
He showed it freely - why died he?
CHALLENGED
To make my heart and soul
The cage of thee
Is the prison of an unnatural
Spirit in me.
Wait, wait, waiting for some action
Without any inspiration
For the trigger of reaction
Hope a hopeless cause, futility.
A heart hardened by hope, mistrusted
A soul believing and busted
A tenacity torn to distraction
All for the want of some action
Being configured in dreamlike apparition
Senseless Tom Foolery.
Better be the fool in me
Than lack the feel of thee.
Heart and soul opened to reality.
You took off without me
To leave another playing
At some new devilry
Will a hooker play him better?
At least he's there to see her.
Say, care for her as an equal
Share something - be real.
But it's you I love so dearly
So much so I'm crazy
Yet you treat me so unclearly
Was man meant to master fairly?
I know you've got it in you.
That's why I'm here - we're few
The one who'd see right through
The deep, deep, deepest of the blue.
Don't cry for you, my lady
Don't cry for he, our baby
Don't cry for me, need me!
There's so much more than maybe.
MY MEASURE
I've got a measure
So pure and true
That God would not want me
To show it to you.
He gave me my measure
When I needed you
Nothing has changed
I'll always be true
I've got a feeling
So pure and true
That you know my measure
And how it is you.