WINE AND GATES
Hearthen Nickel Knob (fresh air)
car in the shade
we told a vitamin the knowledge
persuasion of could, to ride
the chaste of commotion that has the reason
such a small honor
to gain the tickle of mercy
in the way we were, even here
is a lucky strike at the burping
teeth and tomorrow's pie
wishes from farms on the edge of the whirled
talking to a baby with a merit of a sigh
the truth of consciences in the sky, hurled
panic
the turn of missions of steel
to a washed night manic
are you taking the alien to heel?
healing in the sunshine
corn and the sore toes of worth
know the sight to climb
this lip of sense, is with us to journey
took
to the east for a liberty in rich should
the ires of such are mistook
would...
we told a vitamin the knowledge
persuasion of could, to ride
the chaste of commotion that has the reason
such a small honor
to gain the tickle of mercy
in the way we were, even here
is a lucky strike at the burping
teeth and tomorrow's pie
wishes from farms on the edge of the whirled
talking to a baby with a merit of a sigh
the truth of consciences in the sky, hurled
panic
the turn of missions of steel
to a washed night manic
are you taking the alien to heel?
healing in the sunshine
corn and the sore toes of worth
know the sight to climb
this lip of sense, is with us to journey
took
to the east for a liberty in rich should
the ires of such are mistook
would...
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Hearthen Nickel Knob (fresh air)
Hearthen Nickel Knob (fresh air)