WINE AND GATES
Why Does Fairness Make Savior's Of Eternity?
Life without your...
Stray lip's in the curve of the world
Teetering on the edge, of many and hour's
Awaited for seldom seen, kisses of the youth we're...
Tender bliss, so well run, for a sacred gift
In the guarded and hardened eye's of dissonance
The toil of failings maybe seen more, than a spirit to lift
The wages of silence, saved our home, with the reason's of chance
Water, and the common door on future lip
The bewatched few, in a harboring since
To question the morrow, of unique halt and salt, to let
Them and essence, we came for, like the regret of sin's
Money, and sorrow in a filial row of simplicity
Do we ever prepose to purchase the calm, which we owed a right?
Tentative, and married with the promises of eaves, we recollect anarchy
As the might of somewhere toward the sincere, to give a wounded pride...
Heat, and the dour language of romance to do
The eclectic vice's of other's, when we are the somber in notion
Motivated by the elaboration of love, as a weal in how, as would
Candid to suggest, the logic of honor to survive the creation, of violence in motion
Salt, come to these for the senses to remember the aloneness of redemption
That does come for bared today's, known to be the common risk of liberty
The guidance of compromise, to the lived joy we deem, the course of all that has a contention
Like the reality of understanding, the call to heard kindness that is to be a reality
Babies that save themselves for anticipation
Same to wondering, shame to furthering heed, into the realm of continuance
Welcome to the soul of response we cared, and faired as a health of inclination
With it's own say, when the marvel of limitations and guest's to the table, has legends...
Stray lip's in the curve of the world
Teetering on the edge, of many and hour's
Awaited for seldom seen, kisses of the youth we're...
Tender bliss, so well run, for a sacred gift
In the guarded and hardened eye's of dissonance
The toil of failings maybe seen more, than a spirit to lift
The wages of silence, saved our home, with the reason's of chance
Water, and the common door on future lip
The bewatched few, in a harboring since
To question the morrow, of unique halt and salt, to let
Them and essence, we came for, like the regret of sin's
Money, and sorrow in a filial row of simplicity
Do we ever prepose to purchase the calm, which we owed a right?
Tentative, and married with the promises of eaves, we recollect anarchy
As the might of somewhere toward the sincere, to give a wounded pride...
Heat, and the dour language of romance to do
The eclectic vice's of other's, when we are the somber in notion
Motivated by the elaboration of love, as a weal in how, as would
Candid to suggest, the logic of honor to survive the creation, of violence in motion
Salt, come to these for the senses to remember the aloneness of redemption
That does come for bared today's, known to be the common risk of liberty
The guidance of compromise, to the lived joy we deem, the course of all that has a contention
Like the reality of understanding, the call to heard kindness that is to be a reality
Babies that save themselves for anticipation
Same to wondering, shame to furthering heed, into the realm of continuance
Welcome to the soul of response we cared, and faired as a health of inclination
With it's own say, when the marvel of limitations and guest's to the table, has legends...
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Why Does Fairness Make Savior`s Of Eternity?
Why Does Fairness Make Savior`s Of Eternity?
