WINE AND GATES
Ink, Donuts And Yarn (wheres my pipe?)
dirty old onions
the levity in the mere of fatherhood
songs of recency to reveal the royalty of could, comely fun
for the same tell tale heart as we found in the woods
archie was her name
the took of single match in the court of angenue
we hold the turn of sense to liberty triumphant, a historic same
these paths of wishes in the haitus of common grief, are a litany due
darby was his name
the peak of sincerity that made us a life to win
the treachery of silly vows in the curse of a game
was a class onto itself, the choice of an eye to again,for you,sin
pioneers of conscience have the moments rare
the tout of tooth and the art of humility to clean itself after war
this angel of morbidity is worth the cannot of candors cured, care
for the sedition of wishes we lost, the nature of a vile coil
never
they detail the dove and the bear to levity anew
but where is the curtain of consideration to have, ever
is a courage made the necessity of sin, like a thought nude
heaven, has a bell for us...
the threat of sunshine and the act of purchase of the moon
is a cool misery in the nearer heart to thee, blood
is a call for seclusion of the soul, like the waters of love rued...
the levity in the mere of fatherhood
songs of recency to reveal the royalty of could, comely fun
for the same tell tale heart as we found in the woods
archie was her name
the took of single match in the court of angenue
we hold the turn of sense to liberty triumphant, a historic same
these paths of wishes in the haitus of common grief, are a litany due
darby was his name
the peak of sincerity that made us a life to win
the treachery of silly vows in the curse of a game
was a class onto itself, the choice of an eye to again,for you,sin
pioneers of conscience have the moments rare
the tout of tooth and the art of humility to clean itself after war
this angel of morbidity is worth the cannot of candors cured, care
for the sedition of wishes we lost, the nature of a vile coil
never
they detail the dove and the bear to levity anew
but where is the curtain of consideration to have, ever
is a courage made the necessity of sin, like a thought nude
heaven, has a bell for us...
the threat of sunshine and the act of purchase of the moon
is a cool misery in the nearer heart to thee, blood
is a call for seclusion of the soul, like the waters of love rued...
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Ink, Donuts And Yarn (wheres my pipe?)
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