WINE AND GATES
Shining, The Right To Lucid Anger (Candle Box)
dust to human sanity
figures of squalor to relive tomorrow
chances of can, the day have the rise of disparity
poise of needs in the let, of a world to borrow
luster of a quaint mete of our hopes
dream upon a wing of fruition
the still loved muses to a courage of knows
cope the tact the fact of intuition
where the life of sincerity is a reality
the kind of deed we took for granted
the sight of meager should for a vanity
fecundity was a hat of many, anarchy
painting the house?
smiling at the ends of the earth?
whereing the best we own, for a heart to sound?
showing the gird of are, to worth?
like so many other kinds of pain
the role of your paces future
is a wish to the ask of lord's and their reign
do you know your family for the patience of war?
didn't you notice?
a knife for the times?
a kiss for the bliss of choices advice?
a kick of humility in the passion of distance to heaven's rhymes?
quiet is the lover of a sublime kind
since thoughts, since things, since thus
many more than ease, know the plight of a day, behind
the works of could, in the midst of minds and us...
figures of squalor to relive tomorrow
chances of can, the day have the rise of disparity
poise of needs in the let, of a world to borrow
luster of a quaint mete of our hopes
dream upon a wing of fruition
the still loved muses to a courage of knows
cope the tact the fact of intuition
where the life of sincerity is a reality
the kind of deed we took for granted
the sight of meager should for a vanity
fecundity was a hat of many, anarchy
painting the house?
smiling at the ends of the earth?
whereing the best we own, for a heart to sound?
showing the gird of are, to worth?
like so many other kinds of pain
the role of your paces future
is a wish to the ask of lord's and their reign
do you know your family for the patience of war?
didn't you notice?
a knife for the times?
a kiss for the bliss of choices advice?
a kick of humility in the passion of distance to heaven's rhymes?
quiet is the lover of a sublime kind
since thoughts, since things, since thus
many more than ease, know the plight of a day, behind
the works of could, in the midst of minds and us...
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Shining, The Right To Lucid Anger (Candle Box)
Shining, The Right To Lucid Anger (Candle Box)
