You I thought I understood That I could grasp it, but I didn't Oh, really? Only the smudgedness of it The pink-slippered, all-contained, semi-precious eagerness I didn't realize it would sometimes be more than hope The wholeness was a rather luxurious idea So So So Because It's a half, it's a half, you know I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits The gory bits of you and the gory bits of me So So So So