WINE AND GATES

Day In Day Out, The Soul Of Meted Distances

confirm the obvious
the senses of a showy day, to keep a certain air
is forever and more, the duty we predict, to semblances and us
was to find the smile of others in a can, the pout was for theirs

since the gift, of done and duress
the hap with the mortal cap we know, for a salt between friends
in the name of cope to acquire a new since, the seasons to attest
we seek the morsel of justice in the eaves, of silence that has, lends

lend us an ear, and we will give a mile
lend us an uncertain glance, and we seek the fortune of shoulders that loved
lend us an evil presence, and we will know the beginnings and the ends all the while
lend us an ancient muse, mutual will be the stored knowledge of common sense to come

ask us again
if nations seek the life of each other
and the answer will still be, the measure of the man
in these ways we are, the money and the sunny disposition of worth to bother

now is your time for a sense in the hills of silence and its justice to be, charisma
had like a hair in the truer of two cities, we know you for a guile beyond reason, stares
of superiority and the behalf of questions made, is a souls finality, for the dilemma
of futures with you, the stone and the sword, the heart and the face of since, rages fair


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