WINE AND GATES
Like A Bell Taking The Breeze To Having ...
God, do you love me in the bedroom?
the bedroom, where I learned to skip
the toil of king's, for a lucre in who'm
this ache of beauty to know any ship
this is your shoe
the lank here and how for a wishing well
thus a puny question to a heathen ruse
my name is as words are, the tooth of soon
maybe an invisible ghost, has a name with a frog
the terror it took to live, in the bastion of gaiety
is, a wished for fate in the arms of a honored, noggin'?
blank stares and the finality of courage to love spontaneity
regret the shadow of a question
sink ones teeth into the spare dime
that we found in the care of an anger, the such of bearing and blessing
speak of the devil, the answer has a reason and a rhyme
of halo's and the hardship of a seem
this adroit and final, seduction of worth to a may
stay with me one more time, the passion of anarchy
time thinks me a little bell of a prayer...
ready to save me, in heaven?
the total of hell, is a guise of complacent rights
to the lip of curious kind, and the skill of saving
the push of daisy's into the lime light
here we are, in the kind home of a king
that says the lucre of patience for a whispering audacity
to fend for the care of misery in the wings
of another season of side's of indecision's liberty
does that make me a coward?
the space of chide and the wrench the monkey threw
we have a salt in the eye of a concern for a worth
that has the conscience of a lord's good...
the bedroom, where I learned to skip
the toil of king's, for a lucre in who'm
this ache of beauty to know any ship
this is your shoe
the lank here and how for a wishing well
thus a puny question to a heathen ruse
my name is as words are, the tooth of soon
maybe an invisible ghost, has a name with a frog
the terror it took to live, in the bastion of gaiety
is, a wished for fate in the arms of a honored, noggin'?
blank stares and the finality of courage to love spontaneity
regret the shadow of a question
sink ones teeth into the spare dime
that we found in the care of an anger, the such of bearing and blessing
speak of the devil, the answer has a reason and a rhyme
of halo's and the hardship of a seem
this adroit and final, seduction of worth to a may
stay with me one more time, the passion of anarchy
time thinks me a little bell of a prayer...
ready to save me, in heaven?
the total of hell, is a guise of complacent rights
to the lip of curious kind, and the skill of saving
the push of daisy's into the lime light
here we are, in the kind home of a king
that says the lucre of patience for a whispering audacity
to fend for the care of misery in the wings
of another season of side's of indecision's liberty
does that make me a coward?
the space of chide and the wrench the monkey threw
we have a salt in the eye of a concern for a worth
that has the conscience of a lord's good...
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Like A Bell Taking The Breeze To Having ...
Like A Bell Taking The Breeze To Having ...