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If God's work is planned I stand here with a man Who talked to me so candidly? More than I'd choose
My lips at once are 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
Spoke of love like hunger He was at once younger Younger, ever younger in my hunger For a Muse
Finest man that I've seen Ever since my eyes have been His honesty did gleam Me blind
Keep those thoughts form sight Follow me into the night And you can call on me when you need The light
You know what I need Why won't you give it me? Must I fall down at your feet And plead
Don't you be scared of me I'm nothing but the Beast And I'll call on you When I need to feast
If God's work is planned I stand here with a man Who talked to me so candidly? More than I'd choose
My lips at once are 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
Spoke of love like hunger He was at once younger Younger, ever younger in my hunger For a Muse
Finest man that I've seen Ever since my eyes have been His honesty did gleam Me blind
Keep those thoughts form sight Follow me into the night And you can call on me when you need The light
You know what I need Why won't you give it me? Must I fall down at your feet And plead
Don't you be scared of me I'm nothing but the Beast And I'll call on you When I need to feast