Oh!
My Dear Goddess!


Oh, how could you do this to me?
I thought I was settled and old;
I knew I was happy and free.
You laugh as you watch this unfold!

I thought I was settled and old;
You sent out your son with his dart.
You laugh as you watch this unfold!
Oh, why did you open my heart?

You sent out your son with his dart,
his perilous bow aimed at me.
Oh, why did you open my heart?
And why did you toss out the key?

His perilous bow aimed at me,
he let fly the dart; I am slain!
And why did you toss out the key?
Please do not think I complain.

He let fly the dart; I am slain!
People can die of shock, you know...
Please do not think I complain,
But any day now it might snow.

People can die of shock, you know.
With my heart's door open so wide,
Just any day now it might snow,
And anyone could come inside...

With my heart's door open so wide
Even a lion might not be loath -
Just anyone could come inside
and build a fire to warm us both.

Even a lion might not be loath
to come inside my windswept den
and build a fire to warm us both -
A lion so strong and golden

to come inside my windswept den -
I knew I was happy and free -
but a lion so strong and golden!
How grand that you did this to me!

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