WINE AND GATES
Beginning In The Lime Light, Kindly That...
Sweet water
To mind the flattery we give...
Somewhere, and a half a moon fair
Shapes of dreams and power's that know how to live...
Precisely that, a philosophy's will foretell
Sense is a relationship with candid family's
Gave us a smile, that never ended, with a pride before beauty...
Singing in the reign, of causes we find, is the hands of charity
Lingering if youth, and willing the tooth...?
Remember us, when strength is about the hour
Simply the waiting, of a courage to remember a yearning couth
This home of conscience, like a silence we keep, and devour...
Futures awakening, few to have
The smile of decision's, we kept in the breath of hope
Heaven and solace, to ask a sincere question, like the stone of savior's
Are we the sore eyes of compel and its marvel to understand a light, with our cope?
Pride in a human way, we call unease
Lazy promises and fury in least, we see for calming mercy's?
To assume shrewd, the tale of courage, as a patience we met, for each
Their tow of season and right before a haste, we find is a voice to estimate worry's...
Salt, made a living, will...
Time in ear's if not tear's of joy, saving the known composure of us
Logic, a real truth, to look among the fair for freedom still
Judges and musty form's to a lore, we select from a sense, of when silence was...
To mind the flattery we give...
Somewhere, and a half a moon fair
Shapes of dreams and power's that know how to live...
Precisely that, a philosophy's will foretell
Sense is a relationship with candid family's
Gave us a smile, that never ended, with a pride before beauty...
Singing in the reign, of causes we find, is the hands of charity
Lingering if youth, and willing the tooth...?
Remember us, when strength is about the hour
Simply the waiting, of a courage to remember a yearning couth
This home of conscience, like a silence we keep, and devour...
Futures awakening, few to have
The smile of decision's, we kept in the breath of hope
Heaven and solace, to ask a sincere question, like the stone of savior's
Are we the sore eyes of compel and its marvel to understand a light, with our cope?
Pride in a human way, we call unease
Lazy promises and fury in least, we see for calming mercy's?
To assume shrewd, the tale of courage, as a patience we met, for each
Their tow of season and right before a haste, we find is a voice to estimate worry's...
Salt, made a living, will...
Time in ear's if not tear's of joy, saving the known composure of us
Logic, a real truth, to look among the fair for freedom still
Judges and musty form's to a lore, we select from a sense, of when silence was...
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Beginning In The Lime Light, Kindly That...
Beginning In The Lime Light, Kindly That...
