I can’t remember not being in love,
I remember crawling up to the TV,
Back when they were closer to the floor,
And kissing one of the bright and magnetic pretty angels,

It kind of programs us,
But that ain’t an original idea,
In fact, I think the original idea was:
“How can we make money transmitting images?”
And it all started with the cave men
And cave women at the dawn of time
Making cool pictures on the walls of the cave
On a miserable day,

I’m not even good at being old fashioned
Let alone good at abiding by
The invisible rules of contemporary courtship,
You remember,
The ones you learn after the damage is done?
As many headed as a woman’s love,
It boils down to one prayer for me,
That in service to one another
We manifest GOD’s love.

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