WINE AND GATES
When Sense Comes To Say "Future Present Past"
Lots of doesn't
That tooth and this bread
Coming to forth, with ahead to learn, hushes
Moment to moment with you, as if a callous honor lead
Roles make utterance, in the let of other wisdom
Taint for the redoubt, to understand a gain lovelier
By the sound of your voice, to remember the golden home
Of reason, with a reached for simplicity, there is a worth
In governed form and sort's taken to heed
For a right, to know the silence of our souls
And the reward, of condition in the realer feat
Of climate for the riches of exception, turn to us for lams and doles
Winks and shadowy hearing, paying tribute to weight and balances
Stirred with a common truth, language is ours
For a salty demeanor, or the thread of sweet chances
Aged marvel's or the sanity of weal in our patience, for unknown powers
Liberty to run and play, wouldn't you see the times...?
Have a coping hour worth the every move, of love and shared opus?
Untold, or sensative in hold, the barriers we find, for trying
Were the sides of romance with a gift for each other, as if a now's ordained cause
Marriage, even
Toward the infinite same, we know the held promises
For each other, and the tact of whether, whimsy and when
A child learns they are to be a jewel before the tendered sigh's
Of youth dwelling amid the hope of redemption and reality, forever and ever
Where you are, in is and need if our heart's neglected may know
Enemy's with a cowl to share the unity, are a strange labor
To walk and seem the breed of contigency, without a hand in the silence we owe
Need is our freedom, and our lead to obligation
Stead in the marvel of younger worth's, is a relationship with guidance beyond sin
Strength if a fruit of time and it's knowledge, is witness to life came, for more lend
Solitude for a raging house with no influence due to lies, is a reckoning half, as again
See...
Stone and heat make a knowing thing, the duress of portion with a role
Heat and smoke, know the liberty in a sharing, apparency of lucre, so holy
Smoke and earth, to remember the waiting of shame in the eaves, of each other, as if older...
Let the fair be freer, and the food of fury come from God...
Where the season of good is but a truth in motion, or sincerity a rule of thumb
There in is our dream, our seem, our wiser heed; the religion worth the samed
Voice you know, but without a course in the cease of the world, treasured some!?
Ten finger's and lip's of deed, working for the saving grace that is energy
Ten toes, and lowed reality of a sense, to keep the wishes of ourselves, for a wisdom
Which is no beggar, thief, workman or prince; in hungry minds before the turn of humanity
Into sates and courage's intoned, for a resolved behalf, of silence come home to some...
That tooth and this bread
Coming to forth, with ahead to learn, hushes
Moment to moment with you, as if a callous honor lead
Roles make utterance, in the let of other wisdom
Taint for the redoubt, to understand a gain lovelier
By the sound of your voice, to remember the golden home
Of reason, with a reached for simplicity, there is a worth
In governed form and sort's taken to heed
For a right, to know the silence of our souls
And the reward, of condition in the realer feat
Of climate for the riches of exception, turn to us for lams and doles
Winks and shadowy hearing, paying tribute to weight and balances
Stirred with a common truth, language is ours
For a salty demeanor, or the thread of sweet chances
Aged marvel's or the sanity of weal in our patience, for unknown powers
Liberty to run and play, wouldn't you see the times...?
Have a coping hour worth the every move, of love and shared opus?
Untold, or sensative in hold, the barriers we find, for trying
Were the sides of romance with a gift for each other, as if a now's ordained cause
Marriage, even
Toward the infinite same, we know the held promises
For each other, and the tact of whether, whimsy and when
A child learns they are to be a jewel before the tendered sigh's
Of youth dwelling amid the hope of redemption and reality, forever and ever
Where you are, in is and need if our heart's neglected may know
Enemy's with a cowl to share the unity, are a strange labor
To walk and seem the breed of contigency, without a hand in the silence we owe
Need is our freedom, and our lead to obligation
Stead in the marvel of younger worth's, is a relationship with guidance beyond sin
Strength if a fruit of time and it's knowledge, is witness to life came, for more lend
Solitude for a raging house with no influence due to lies, is a reckoning half, as again
See...
Stone and heat make a knowing thing, the duress of portion with a role
Heat and smoke, know the liberty in a sharing, apparency of lucre, so holy
Smoke and earth, to remember the waiting of shame in the eaves, of each other, as if older...
Let the fair be freer, and the food of fury come from God...
Where the season of good is but a truth in motion, or sincerity a rule of thumb
There in is our dream, our seem, our wiser heed; the religion worth the samed
Voice you know, but without a course in the cease of the world, treasured some!?
Ten finger's and lip's of deed, working for the saving grace that is energy
Ten toes, and lowed reality of a sense, to keep the wishes of ourselves, for a wisdom
Which is no beggar, thief, workman or prince; in hungry minds before the turn of humanity
Into sates and courage's intoned, for a resolved behalf, of silence come home to some...
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When Sense Comes To Say `Future Present Past`
When Sense Comes To Say `Future Present Past`
