Stranded Pearl

There's a power in that division In the hour of revision yYu revisit the dank and the dour, When the taste of love has all but gone Sour When I look into your eyes I surrender Such surrender is rendered justified You stand with a boot upon my Fender Reflecting on my Glass eye There amongst the willows and the briars On the streets between the man made spires In the triangulation of too many wires Love's translation still transpires Every girl is like a pearl Hearts strung along and then left stranded This world is worn, all frayed and torn Men in uniform is not what love had demanded When I look into your eyes I surrender Such surrender is rendered justified You stand with a boot upon my Fender Gingham hiked high Reflecting on my Glass eye I lost me my eye in a battle Went there to rattle their cage And I lost sight of the big picture Now this permanent fixture is your (my) rage You're looking just so fine Reflecting on my Glass eye