The Muse

God's work is planned
 I stand here with a man
 That talked to me so candidly
 More than I'd choose
 
 My lips once rouged
 I feel again the blues
 Of longing, ever longing, to be confused
 
 He wrote me a letter
 Saying he would love me better
 Than my poor son's begetter
 The ruse
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 Spoke of love like hunger
 He at once was younger
 Younger, ever younger, in my hunger
 For a muse
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 Finest man that I've seen
 Ever since my eyes have been
 But his honesty did gleam me blind
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 Keep those thoughts from sight
 Follow me into the night
 And you can call on me when you need the light
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 You know what I need
 Why won't you give it me?
 Must I fall down at your feet and plead?
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 Don't you be scared of me
 I'm nothing but the beast
 And I'll call on you when I need to feast