WINE AND GATES
Home In A Sea Shell (Couldn't Lover's Sing?)
Limes accident...?
Realms of vice, we have foretold
Sanity in a forward fashion, similarity meant
Is a raging storm our per diem with a fate to hold?
Shame it had to be, you
Promises and culture in a looking glare?
Simplicity to venture forth, a clash of soon
To take a liberty to action, in all rarity?
Tension and futures without our, voice
Total's and freedom to focus an eye
Unless the power of a thumb, tells us the choice?
Where a yawn has found us, a little blind...
Dour with the charisma
Of a vice in the meadow, a sigh in the lead vow
Will we secure a shadow, to our first dilemma?
Were you wondering, or is a wait for something golden, now?
Sense from a sun set
And the solemn to introduce
With the callous moment, we find our smile met
With a bit too much shrewdness for a life's spark? a silence to enthuse:
Seldom is a watching day
Made to order and bid adieu, the foreign shares in happiness...
We find for sincere, if not austere mention of silly and gay?
Beckoning a sunrise we've never met, except to ask, is this misery's house we bless?
Realms of vice, we have foretold
Sanity in a forward fashion, similarity meant
Is a raging storm our per diem with a fate to hold?
Shame it had to be, you
Promises and culture in a looking glare?
Simplicity to venture forth, a clash of soon
To take a liberty to action, in all rarity?
Tension and futures without our, voice
Total's and freedom to focus an eye
Unless the power of a thumb, tells us the choice?
Where a yawn has found us, a little blind...
Dour with the charisma
Of a vice in the meadow, a sigh in the lead vow
Will we secure a shadow, to our first dilemma?
Were you wondering, or is a wait for something golden, now?
Sense from a sun set
And the solemn to introduce
With the callous moment, we find our smile met
With a bit too much shrewdness for a life's spark? a silence to enthuse:
Seldom is a watching day
Made to order and bid adieu, the foreign shares in happiness...
We find for sincere, if not austere mention of silly and gay?
Beckoning a sunrise we've never met, except to ask, is this misery's house we bless?
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Home In A Sea Shell (Couldn`t Lover`s Sing?)
Home In A Sea Shell (Couldn`t Lover`s Sing?)
