WINE AND GATES
Living In The Pale Light Of Reality
pluto, pluto
in the skip of drive
for a gooding spirit to quietly those
the taste of coffee about you, in owe
who wrote this poem about being's?
in a moment we will arrive
in the truth's dare, to skill a seeing
just a merciful glance to give
waiting for a burden, the thirsty plane
in the muses staunch shadow
we wait on your pinched penny, your august saying
that has the sense to live up to guile's nose
where have your knuckles for unction been?
we coughed and saw you remark
the knowledge of can and the demand of wishes keen
here is ours, in the form of a lark
may we always know your stride
from here to eternity, the duty of courage
causes that live in odds of yet and why'd
the play of salt in our veins to know, for a kind face
play with us, in our harmonies one day more
is home and myth atone the knock on decision's door
the sense to live in patience, for the lucrid worth
we know your care for, in the way of a liberty found order
in the skip of drive
for a gooding spirit to quietly those
the taste of coffee about you, in owe
who wrote this poem about being's?
in a moment we will arrive
in the truth's dare, to skill a seeing
just a merciful glance to give
waiting for a burden, the thirsty plane
in the muses staunch shadow
we wait on your pinched penny, your august saying
that has the sense to live up to guile's nose
where have your knuckles for unction been?
we coughed and saw you remark
the knowledge of can and the demand of wishes keen
here is ours, in the form of a lark
may we always know your stride
from here to eternity, the duty of courage
causes that live in odds of yet and why'd
the play of salt in our veins to know, for a kind face
play with us, in our harmonies one day more
is home and myth atone the knock on decision's door
the sense to live in patience, for the lucrid worth
we know your care for, in the way of a liberty found order
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Living In The Pale Light Of Reality
Living In The Pale Light Of Reality
