It started out simple, just a circular saw
And cathode ray tubes behind the garden shed.
Now I don't mean to complain, but I must explain
The differences between justice and law
And why the police came, and my husband fled.
He was mad, though I don't love him less,
And his genius was of a most singular kind
And so the law came, not to praise but blame,
For you see, we rarely forgive true greatness
And seldom understand another's mind.
And so they came and they arrested me;
Put me in cells and destroyed my innocence
But like Germans near Dachau, I said I didn't know
And they asked how I could never see:
I just smiled, knowing love never makes sense.
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