You say it’s more than a rose
Four thousand years ago
They pierced your nose
You were ready to marry
That’s how the Bible story goes
And now the father Abe
Don’t know what to do
The bride’s got a nose ring
And also a tattoo
The dreams of the fathers
No longer within
The values they taught
Just a picture on skin
A memory for those
Whose values will never win
The minute you met her
On the gypsum colored street
You’d lost favor in gold
Lost the flavor in meat
You saw she had a ring
And you know he had one too
The father loves your woman, son
But he gave her to you
To pass his ideals
to his blood in the sand
And then far away he flies
Not knowing where they land
Beauty is Imperfection 