WINE AND GATES
Done Until One, Forthright Come, Sanity Seen
best friends
toward sensitive with out
the more we know, the curve and the bends oft lands ends
the more we have the world for a pout
cope, and duty to a now
the mine versus the yours
to collect a hap in the laugh, of sincerer how
if anywhere but solace, the such to keep a worlds
hope, and heart for allow
the many versus the single since
to correct a same in the cry, of seclusion found
if anyhow but survival, the much to keep amends
places in the myth of common passes and dastardly as
the conscience it took, to show you a better hat
in the thoughts of others, is the cease and deem of piety to have
the passion it took to live more carefully than simplicity in that
wink, ring the bell, stir, ask about the what the hell
is ever more important than being right here, with a kind
in toe or without knowing any better than what is hold, for a silence, well
the said with the pace of doing given, maybe never was a message to imaginations in time
thank you, thank yours, thank years
the tooth of doom and gloom, that says the murk of dreams and the knee's of isn't
were but a sign of the times, to fend for and have as a willing mine, in all fears
of somber eyes to finish the misery of sates before it, is still keeping a day for if
toward sensitive with out
the more we know, the curve and the bends oft lands ends
the more we have the world for a pout
cope, and duty to a now
the mine versus the yours
to collect a hap in the laugh, of sincerer how
if anywhere but solace, the such to keep a worlds
hope, and heart for allow
the many versus the single since
to correct a same in the cry, of seclusion found
if anyhow but survival, the much to keep amends
places in the myth of common passes and dastardly as
the conscience it took, to show you a better hat
in the thoughts of others, is the cease and deem of piety to have
the passion it took to live more carefully than simplicity in that
wink, ring the bell, stir, ask about the what the hell
is ever more important than being right here, with a kind
in toe or without knowing any better than what is hold, for a silence, well
the said with the pace of doing given, maybe never was a message to imaginations in time
thank you, thank yours, thank years
the tooth of doom and gloom, that says the murk of dreams and the knee's of isn't
were but a sign of the times, to fend for and have as a willing mine, in all fears
of somber eyes to finish the misery of sates before it, is still keeping a day for if
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Done Until One, Forthright Come, Sanity Seen
Done Until One, Forthright Come, Sanity Seen