Lee Crowell - Carmella

used
abused
and utterly confused

surrounded
and grounded
in suspicions unfounded

yet I'm still getting high on life
and I'd be lonely if any of this changed

baby you've got a new gem
that I've never seen
in a place that beckons to the dogs
howling,
lust starved
and pervertedly malnourished

but Carmella your song is outside my range
and I've lost my feel for the keys

before you climb back to your hilltop
let me bum a few matches for the stove
if this place had a door
I'd say don't bother locking it
you're the only one who comes around

and the only one who dared
to play outside the box
to embrace the riffraff
and mingle with damaged goods

and didn't we fight our way to the pit
like nothing that ever battled before?
weaving our way between the shadows
elusive even to the smoke and mirror conspirators
who sat in boardroom meetings

we laughed at their dollars
knowing it was mere emptiness
before their misery set in

and we remained true
you and I
only in the end
you finished better

if this place had a mantle
I'd frame it with your picture Carmella
as a reminder that we had a groove

Lee Crowell

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