WINE AND GATES
Distances Of Balm, Business Of Dalliances
think beyond the weak
each in the yeast, of cordial lives to know
the watched irony of a single thing, genius
is in the court of avarice for a feud, in the stir of friends to hold
a guitar
the care of suggestion in your baring, the taint
of liberty for a sullen tooth, rhythm and jaundiced images of a star
that has the sense to liberate the courage of seclusion for the needs of lands
pray with us, for a moment or two
the truth in your iota if need, and dilemma if heed
is a conscience for the since, the call of care to who
the quiet interrupted with the place of an inquiring seed
maybe...
the our of nuance and the catering of doles
this angel of sour antics and the panic of anger, is we'd
ourselves for a passionate, cant or can, the old...?
sorrow was a lip long before it was a ship to know
the turn of chaste into a curiosity was meant for the clash of due
in the she'd of compromise and the art of honor in the all and way we know
this caught grace and the summation of survival is as space for you...
judged with integrity, jude with common enough time
is ready for the charisma of some's and the dote of intuition
after and again, the shape of things to come, for the shadows to rhyme
does this glaring light know you better, than the same, of a sigh's rendition?
till the house has a name, better than years
tomorrow will be just fine, a tenacity of youth with a capability heard
the fury of and and the ancient for a day, to wish away a loving's fears
the call to courage for a muse, even the change of seasons into a lord's worth...
each in the yeast, of cordial lives to know
the watched irony of a single thing, genius
is in the court of avarice for a feud, in the stir of friends to hold
a guitar
the care of suggestion in your baring, the taint
of liberty for a sullen tooth, rhythm and jaundiced images of a star
that has the sense to liberate the courage of seclusion for the needs of lands
pray with us, for a moment or two
the truth in your iota if need, and dilemma if heed
is a conscience for the since, the call of care to who
the quiet interrupted with the place of an inquiring seed
maybe...
the our of nuance and the catering of doles
this angel of sour antics and the panic of anger, is we'd
ourselves for a passionate, cant or can, the old...?
sorrow was a lip long before it was a ship to know
the turn of chaste into a curiosity was meant for the clash of due
in the she'd of compromise and the art of honor in the all and way we know
this caught grace and the summation of survival is as space for you...
judged with integrity, jude with common enough time
is ready for the charisma of some's and the dote of intuition
after and again, the shape of things to come, for the shadows to rhyme
does this glaring light know you better, than the same, of a sigh's rendition?
till the house has a name, better than years
tomorrow will be just fine, a tenacity of youth with a capability heard
the fury of and and the ancient for a day, to wish away a loving's fears
the call to courage for a muse, even the change of seasons into a lord's worth...
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Distances Of Balm, Business Of Dalliances
Distances Of Balm, Business Of Dalliances