WINE AND GATES
Its Up To You To Let Been's Do The Talking
risks of the peer's, today
in love with you, tomorrow
talking about a sorry eye, future
past wishes in the wind, make a courage to borrow
your smile, the lacking orange and jiffy red, to kiss
is a larger than lived egg, the sitting of a pretty need
in duty we share your romance, the candid form to a missed
reality of virtue in the reign, of a stone to collect the seed...
words to live by, if ever there is one
the nature of is and cause to fend of a lurid step
towards the wind anew, is completing the gift of a shown...
tale of sensitivity to the ears of clashes and the whit's?
wisdom indeed
the weight of consciences is at an all time highness...
continued with a shape in the liberty to be she'd
if and bound to a craving stead, we know the stoic is
paced, with a careful nod
we see the living offer of sense to the season of the damned
if not dim, the crazed act of selection in the rhythm of sudden
things of dementia for a pyre of society, once seen, twice samed
your call for aching and fathoming the knee of curses
is but a silent our made to fend in the share of ten fingered shade
causes came, and the all of shame, if forever the eye that hurts
on the road to issues seen, for a coil of mortal rights, to wade...
bathing in the rain, over the hills to a flaming guile
is quiet worth in the shall of integrity we have a poor ask of days
in the sensation of radical liberty for the stir of greater denial
your savior in shades of grey, has come, to these keys of levity for says
in love with you, tomorrow
talking about a sorry eye, future
past wishes in the wind, make a courage to borrow
your smile, the lacking orange and jiffy red, to kiss
is a larger than lived egg, the sitting of a pretty need
in duty we share your romance, the candid form to a missed
reality of virtue in the reign, of a stone to collect the seed...
words to live by, if ever there is one
the nature of is and cause to fend of a lurid step
towards the wind anew, is completing the gift of a shown...
tale of sensitivity to the ears of clashes and the whit's?
wisdom indeed
the weight of consciences is at an all time highness...
continued with a shape in the liberty to be she'd
if and bound to a craving stead, we know the stoic is
paced, with a careful nod
we see the living offer of sense to the season of the damned
if not dim, the crazed act of selection in the rhythm of sudden
things of dementia for a pyre of society, once seen, twice samed
your call for aching and fathoming the knee of curses
is but a silent our made to fend in the share of ten fingered shade
causes came, and the all of shame, if forever the eye that hurts
on the road to issues seen, for a coil of mortal rights, to wade...
bathing in the rain, over the hills to a flaming guile
is quiet worth in the shall of integrity we have a poor ask of days
in the sensation of radical liberty for the stir of greater denial
your savior in shades of grey, has come, to these keys of levity for says
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Its Up To You To Let Been`s Do The Talking
Its Up To You To Let Been`s Do The Talking
