Another Song for My Wife
Far away from the trouble
The evil and the pain
Safe from the rubble
And the barriers that remain
Somewhere in the country
Where beauty's never vain
Deep by the aisles of corn
That never seem to end
Lives a maiden named Krestine
And she's my best friend
Outside the urban walls
Where evil is unseen
Away from city hall
And the cold bureaucracy
Deep in the fertile forest
Free from the creative blockades
Talking as a woman does
When love is not a masquerade
A young woman named Krestine
Is not about to break
This movie is overrated
And everybody's tense
My neighbor's ego is inflated
And the air between us, dense
Half the world's intimidated
The others take offense
Every deal is validated
At somebody else's expense
My lovely wife named Krestine
Thinks she's the one who's blessed
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