Men from Sky Simplified by Patricia Taxxon

Oh can't you see,
How much I long for someone who I can depend?
I must confess,
I'd rather be blind than deaf.

Oh can't you see,
How much I want to reach out to someone who reaches back in?
I must confess,
I'd rather be blind than deaf.

I'd give my eyes,
To be taken care of by my very best friend,
But there's no shoulder,
On which my tears can fall.

If I was smaller,
Then perhaps I might just get some sympathy.
But I'm too tall,
I'm expected to act strong.

They always say,
That a man like me has no business looking so sad.
Just get a grip, boy.
You don't want to look like a girl.

Don't ever cry,
Don't smile,
And most of all don't sleep with men.
You know your place, boy.
Don't stray too far away.

• Experimental
• Santa Cruz