WINE AND GATES
Like Light That Usual Love In Pity Let Liberty...
piped for you, the candor in the gain
where the speed of somehow seen, is ever more than key
to question the myriad and sore future we can do and can be, reign
of chances to venture forth to the needy masses, in this we can be
close by, found with a song
the reach of new souls, in the more we kept to this seat
in a toward way, the memory of destined lives in the golden heart among
the seeking riches of demand for another, the elect toes of a tap, did
wastes of time, the spoil of causes formed in might
to live the wishes of new minds, made to collect a few more than else
the stir of such older that is our best, the collapse of kindness to sight
the wholeness of choice for somehow other than the justice of what has killed...
town and or terror
the space to know you, the prediction of freshness in our lives, the smile of ought
in the name of possibility seen, to consciences of estrangement known, for where
is a laugh of decision to come, without the voice of doom we know to consider the very not
terror and or tongues
spill of light to few the heart of semblances that has come, for these
the path to treatise and the harboring of habits unseen, except for a drawn shade letting
many miles until we see the obvious, the cant of nowing halt and salt to cease in all, for each
tongues and or town
proper as an egg of virtue is, when found the lips of never for the misery of mine
crass and or passed with a furor for the silly way we continue to sing along
the taste of simplicity is never more than a catch of ear on the news, of the world to shine
intensity and or time
fond of soon and the showing soul of capability in the nature of being's kingdom come
the liberty of sincerity, the sin of limits in the poise of dreamed holds of could, behind
the mercy of dilemma in your voice, be the key to a reasonable first, of life in are's some's?
where the speed of somehow seen, is ever more than key
to question the myriad and sore future we can do and can be, reign
of chances to venture forth to the needy masses, in this we can be
close by, found with a song
the reach of new souls, in the more we kept to this seat
in a toward way, the memory of destined lives in the golden heart among
the seeking riches of demand for another, the elect toes of a tap, did
wastes of time, the spoil of causes formed in might
to live the wishes of new minds, made to collect a few more than else
the stir of such older that is our best, the collapse of kindness to sight
the wholeness of choice for somehow other than the justice of what has killed...
town and or terror
the space to know you, the prediction of freshness in our lives, the smile of ought
in the name of possibility seen, to consciences of estrangement known, for where
is a laugh of decision to come, without the voice of doom we know to consider the very not
terror and or tongues
spill of light to few the heart of semblances that has come, for these
the path to treatise and the harboring of habits unseen, except for a drawn shade letting
many miles until we see the obvious, the cant of nowing halt and salt to cease in all, for each
tongues and or town
proper as an egg of virtue is, when found the lips of never for the misery of mine
crass and or passed with a furor for the silly way we continue to sing along
the taste of simplicity is never more than a catch of ear on the news, of the world to shine
intensity and or time
fond of soon and the showing soul of capability in the nature of being's kingdom come
the liberty of sincerity, the sin of limits in the poise of dreamed holds of could, behind
the mercy of dilemma in your voice, be the key to a reasonable first, of life in are's some's?
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Like Light That Usual Love In Pity Let Liberty...
Like Light That Usual Love In Pity Let Liberty...
