Duvalier's Dream

Duvalier was a bitter man who cursed the morning sun
 That brought a new betrayal every day
 He shunned the world of mortals and the sound of human tongues
 And blessed the night that chased their sight away
 A disillusioned dreamer who would never love again
 Who'd tried of it and found that it was rotten
 Preferring perfect strangers to the company of friends
 Because strangers are so easily forgotten
 Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been deceived
 To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
 With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man
 Duvalier took the fickle turns of fortune in his stride
 Expecting next to nothing out of life
 Till fortune found a girl who fanned a flame he thought had died
 Whose burning beauty cut him like a knife
 She touched him through the senses that his mind could not control
 Then smiling stepped aside and watched him fall
 Betrayed by his own body and the hunger in his soul
 Duvalier was a dreamer after all
 Oh, it's hard to keep believing when you know you've been deceived
 To face a lie and dare to try again, but there's nothing like a woman
 With a spell of make believe to make a new believer of a man