WINE AND GATES
Sewn With Cotton Thread, The Tolling Sun?
friends for a day
tender to wishes in the distance
art and humor, of a bell is any
the mark of simplicity in our midst...
time to peel a fruit
the best we told to kind, the stranger the liberty
the more we have for youth
this is my handful of brief breath that I know, in history
chance meeting with an older friend
the power to live in the sky, with a gray sanity to fend
is your hair and know the penny of a pact of sin
we tell the treachery of others to comply, with wind
weak taste to a shared chocolate bar
the now and the how of our steps to divine leaving
is a lord the cant of hardship in our sides, they say war
the driven rhyme of candor is a day worth deceiving
three now four
the taste of the vanilla was meant for the catch of rain
in the rest of causes for panic's culture
we select the bird for a curiosity of same
correct to guises of clouds and the ply of a simple water
we have fingers and the sight of light that lingers
does a happy face in heaven, haven't the courage of love, Satan
was a dead future in the face of entity, singer's?
tender to wishes in the distance
art and humor, of a bell is any
the mark of simplicity in our midst...
time to peel a fruit
the best we told to kind, the stranger the liberty
the more we have for youth
this is my handful of brief breath that I know, in history
chance meeting with an older friend
the power to live in the sky, with a gray sanity to fend
is your hair and know the penny of a pact of sin
we tell the treachery of others to comply, with wind
weak taste to a shared chocolate bar
the now and the how of our steps to divine leaving
is a lord the cant of hardship in our sides, they say war
the driven rhyme of candor is a day worth deceiving
three now four
the taste of the vanilla was meant for the catch of rain
in the rest of causes for panic's culture
we select the bird for a curiosity of same
correct to guises of clouds and the ply of a simple water
we have fingers and the sight of light that lingers
does a happy face in heaven, haven't the courage of love, Satan
was a dead future in the face of entity, singer's?
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Sewn With Cotton Thread, The Tolling Sun?
Sewn With Cotton Thread, The Tolling Sun?