Soft and Rich

Never try to say the moon 
Won’t sing in her familiar tune 
Of disappointment, soft and rich 

And never try to tell me when 
I’ll need the sharpened pen again
For I feel nothing but a twitch 

A broken foot that never ran 
Adhered to the heel of man
A disappointment, soft and rich 

You can’t tell me that I am more 
Then kick me, throw me, to the floor 
Until I am  nothing but a twitch 

‘cause when I hear you say you’ll wait  
I know I’m easy to replace
Your disappointment is soft and rich 
For I feel nothing but a twitch