WINE AND GATES
Fruit Sooning The Same, Is Still A Care Found (Kites)
Care for light hours?
Hasn't and wishes worth the wait...
Come for the silence we evade, for remedy dour
Such a small part for advice to intimate
Sweet to each, the earning still
Forming each with a measure found, measure around
The clarity of superior minds of question's, for the old rival
A hill of semblance, to where and fair the risen side, of allowed
Till we seem a better, guidance
The myth of somber atone of chance, is a guessing wind
For us to make a beautiful gift, to the meticulous dance
Of simplicity to confirm the nature of open minded kin
Have a bravery intended, if not the clash of wondering ability
The rue of uniqueness to work, for a callous mine, the truth of leverage
Is a warmth in the stir of similarity to conclude, a reach for history?
Many airs and the meet of common friend's, we know the place of have's usage
Handshakes with a smile, the cares of another friend
Risk and fickle liberty's to adjust, the edges of youth
To know a faired and chaste worth that wants another, with pious lend
Such a small advice, to keep the kind in the bared couth
Kiss me, comes a needy friend again
The tale we tell is a rational of sincerity to envelop the withheld force
We told to remember the somehow in the new word's, we hear for the sun
That has a courage to say, sated with a blessing to finish the imagination of the worst
Hasn't and wishes worth the wait...
Come for the silence we evade, for remedy dour
Such a small part for advice to intimate
Sweet to each, the earning still
Forming each with a measure found, measure around
The clarity of superior minds of question's, for the old rival
A hill of semblance, to where and fair the risen side, of allowed
Till we seem a better, guidance
The myth of somber atone of chance, is a guessing wind
For us to make a beautiful gift, to the meticulous dance
Of simplicity to confirm the nature of open minded kin
Have a bravery intended, if not the clash of wondering ability
The rue of uniqueness to work, for a callous mine, the truth of leverage
Is a warmth in the stir of similarity to conclude, a reach for history?
Many airs and the meet of common friend's, we know the place of have's usage
Handshakes with a smile, the cares of another friend
Risk and fickle liberty's to adjust, the edges of youth
To know a faired and chaste worth that wants another, with pious lend
Such a small advice, to keep the kind in the bared couth
Kiss me, comes a needy friend again
The tale we tell is a rational of sincerity to envelop the withheld force
We told to remember the somehow in the new word's, we hear for the sun
That has a courage to say, sated with a blessing to finish the imagination of the worst
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Fruit Sooning The Same, Is Still A Care Found (Kites)
Fruit Sooning The Same, Is Still A Care Found (Kites)