I have a muse
It’s the rain on the window
And the thunder on the hill
I have a muse
It’s the wind in the pine trees
And the lightning’s blue thrill
I have a muse
It’s the cold unfairness
Of the world as a whole
I have a muse
It’s the broken glass of charity
And the anger in my soul
I have a muse…
Muse

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