WINE AND GATES
Life With A Nut Named Strife, For Goodness Sakes
Yearn before burn
Quiet the toil lately
Seem the riddle's of ought in them
Share the salt, when time takes to satedly
Are we at the supper table?
Looking over delicious plates of food?
Knowing the napkin's, the patience to grab a utensil?
After the prayer's are said, and life comes up with jude?
Here is a strong wish in the open...
With a muscle for actual tooth and eye to bother
The coming house of lore, we select for an ordeal in lend
Of worth to a sincere thank's in the will's, of home and other
Feeling, well as if a bruise is meant to reach?
Stilted and craven argument's to concede a little means to seed?
Life with a coping honor, if not horror of irony beseech?
Live and let live, in the name of martyred question's to let and lead?
See the accusation of a fighting man...
Knob's and knotty bit's of laundry under the table put aside
Who is a king in his castle, and who is the turn of chastity into our problem?
Will we see the bared heed of composure, or the combative refrain of wry's?
Why the dread evolved, when a hap of solution if not the very voice of sin
Is made from the here and now, the till of suggestion in the proverbial poor box
Secluded from sight's seemed, in awkward and justified meaning, the originality of kin
To look beyond the table of adversity, with the eye's of other's, in which we know, can ought...
Lines in the sky, adroit measure to see the world of ye
The might it took to overwhelm a friendship that has seen madness
And may of had too much to drink, when shadows come to play with me...
Looking for an angel?, when before you is the decision of a hardship to bless...
Quiet the toil lately
Seem the riddle's of ought in them
Share the salt, when time takes to satedly
Are we at the supper table?
Looking over delicious plates of food?
Knowing the napkin's, the patience to grab a utensil?
After the prayer's are said, and life comes up with jude?
Here is a strong wish in the open...
With a muscle for actual tooth and eye to bother
The coming house of lore, we select for an ordeal in lend
Of worth to a sincere thank's in the will's, of home and other
Feeling, well as if a bruise is meant to reach?
Stilted and craven argument's to concede a little means to seed?
Life with a coping honor, if not horror of irony beseech?
Live and let live, in the name of martyred question's to let and lead?
See the accusation of a fighting man...
Knob's and knotty bit's of laundry under the table put aside
Who is a king in his castle, and who is the turn of chastity into our problem?
Will we see the bared heed of composure, or the combative refrain of wry's?
Why the dread evolved, when a hap of solution if not the very voice of sin
Is made from the here and now, the till of suggestion in the proverbial poor box
Secluded from sight's seemed, in awkward and justified meaning, the originality of kin
To look beyond the table of adversity, with the eye's of other's, in which we know, can ought...
Lines in the sky, adroit measure to see the world of ye
The might it took to overwhelm a friendship that has seen madness
And may of had too much to drink, when shadows come to play with me...
Looking for an angel?, when before you is the decision of a hardship to bless...
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Life With A Nut Named Strife, For Goodness Sakes
Life With A Nut Named Strife, For Goodness Sakes
