WINE AND GATES
Listing Hope As Proper Acception And Vanity
Spades and jacks
A full house, but when will an ace
Save a friend for diligent speed, to ask
A fate in not and worry, to prepare the music to face?
Light in the night
Gates and harbored since
Welcome to my decision, my fright
Worth one stare, and twice told firsts, to lend
Dancing hope into the limelight
Where that curve, so finished for a figure
Sameness and ought, the coming of history from a slight
Are the cards on the table, or is a meted hand, so pure?
Seen, the taint of rhapsody, see the tale of ever changing
Seasons and heroism, to issue a warranted surprise
The look of dismay, even dismal or disdain
Has a voice to share, and select its panic for a friends silence
The music continues
Right to the point, kept with a shadow
In the legend and ordeal of a final kiss, for what woo's
The nature of dissuasion and private appeal, to clear a shade with what we owe
Sigh's and ahem, the consideration of another
Looking for the promise of shame, shared with a touch of ennui
Taken for a fool, or made the king of imaginations castle, an open bother
That has seen the burden of you, a blind tomorrow, with the wind as a key...
Day done, and day's care, in the form of home
Salty visits to a keen problem, with precisely a tow to call vantage
And the hope of me, to see your eyes venture forth, and ask for a moment
Of liberty come with a new key, made from the selection of ages, like an ace in the rain
Little justice in the form of a new eye fall
Torn silence and the mar of suppose, so around the known
And decision I made so long ago, to see a friend marvel and fall
At the drop of a hat, and the hatred I see, when I see a mind blown
A full house, but when will an ace
Save a friend for diligent speed, to ask
A fate in not and worry, to prepare the music to face?
Light in the night
Gates and harbored since
Welcome to my decision, my fright
Worth one stare, and twice told firsts, to lend
Dancing hope into the limelight
Where that curve, so finished for a figure
Sameness and ought, the coming of history from a slight
Are the cards on the table, or is a meted hand, so pure?
Seen, the taint of rhapsody, see the tale of ever changing
Seasons and heroism, to issue a warranted surprise
The look of dismay, even dismal or disdain
Has a voice to share, and select its panic for a friends silence
The music continues
Right to the point, kept with a shadow
In the legend and ordeal of a final kiss, for what woo's
The nature of dissuasion and private appeal, to clear a shade with what we owe
Sigh's and ahem, the consideration of another
Looking for the promise of shame, shared with a touch of ennui
Taken for a fool, or made the king of imaginations castle, an open bother
That has seen the burden of you, a blind tomorrow, with the wind as a key...
Day done, and day's care, in the form of home
Salty visits to a keen problem, with precisely a tow to call vantage
And the hope of me, to see your eyes venture forth, and ask for a moment
Of liberty come with a new key, made from the selection of ages, like an ace in the rain
Little justice in the form of a new eye fall
Torn silence and the mar of suppose, so around the known
And decision I made so long ago, to see a friend marvel and fall
At the drop of a hat, and the hatred I see, when I see a mind blown
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Listing Hope As Proper Acception And Vanity
Listing Hope As Proper Acception And Vanity
