(L. Cohen & J. Lissauer)



I came so far for beauty 

I left so much behind

My patience and my family

My masterpiece unsigned

I thought I'd be rewarded

For such a lonely choice

And maybe he would answer

To such a hopeless voice

I practiced all my sainthood

I gave to one and all

But the rumours of my virtue

They moved him not at all

I changed my style to silver

I changed my clothes to black

And where I would surrender

Now I would attack 

I stormed the old casino

For the money and for the flesh

And I myself decided

What was rotten, what was fresh

And men to do my bidding

And broken bones to teach

The value of my pardon

The shadow of my reach

But no, I could not touch him

With such a heavy hand

His star beyond my order

His nakedness unmanned

I came so far for beauty

I left so much behind

My patience and my family

My masterpiece unsigned