WINE AND GATES
Order And Chaos, With A Higher Purpose
Timidly, the ship
Sworn duty to a rival, the acquired slant?
Immediate as a joke about welfare is...
The remorse of conscience, is yours in an instant
Tell me another, offers another...
Friend and the scope of the big blue sea
To which and sovereign twitch, a fate to bother
Is ours, in the forces that beam, sunny...
Sinking a lip in the last of the water
For a day of cope and kind, to stir the insolence
Of a watchful eye, that has the silence we gather
Is a fascination with a proper nose for a chance?
Playing the card, if not saving a friends shirt
Long in the tooth, and bespoken of a challenge in history
To waste the breath on a shadow of conspiracy, is a feeling hurt?
And a solitude with brazen shares, of compromise and fickle epistolary
Does this mean, we can become honored above all, if we win?
Showing the obvious devil, a spate charge of insight
Looking beyond sunshine for a simplicity, and you have accepted the winds
Invitation, to substitute a friends smile with a rivalry's might
Keeping my winning's, and earning the joke I thought lost to seldom seen
Ancient stars invoke the mercy of night's whispers, to the touch of my bed and pillow
First comes the couth of a fear and resolve, to look hindrance in the eye, keen
And then with a flair, the imagination of ought in a callous fate made to order, all in a row
Friends are like subtle loans of conscience, until an enemy has said hell owe
Look with me at a suitable need, and keep your distance well, if reasons vex the more
Wishes and staid issues to develop a hand in some, a future of repose in others, so
Is a date with destiny, so important, that a gay many and a stoic few have it for?
Sworn duty to a rival, the acquired slant?
Immediate as a joke about welfare is...
The remorse of conscience, is yours in an instant
Tell me another, offers another...
Friend and the scope of the big blue sea
To which and sovereign twitch, a fate to bother
Is ours, in the forces that beam, sunny...
Sinking a lip in the last of the water
For a day of cope and kind, to stir the insolence
Of a watchful eye, that has the silence we gather
Is a fascination with a proper nose for a chance?
Playing the card, if not saving a friends shirt
Long in the tooth, and bespoken of a challenge in history
To waste the breath on a shadow of conspiracy, is a feeling hurt?
And a solitude with brazen shares, of compromise and fickle epistolary
Does this mean, we can become honored above all, if we win?
Showing the obvious devil, a spate charge of insight
Looking beyond sunshine for a simplicity, and you have accepted the winds
Invitation, to substitute a friends smile with a rivalry's might
Keeping my winning's, and earning the joke I thought lost to seldom seen
Ancient stars invoke the mercy of night's whispers, to the touch of my bed and pillow
First comes the couth of a fear and resolve, to look hindrance in the eye, keen
And then with a flair, the imagination of ought in a callous fate made to order, all in a row
Friends are like subtle loans of conscience, until an enemy has said hell owe
Look with me at a suitable need, and keep your distance well, if reasons vex the more
Wishes and staid issues to develop a hand in some, a future of repose in others, so
Is a date with destiny, so important, that a gay many and a stoic few have it for?
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Order And Chaos, With A Higher Purpose
Order And Chaos, With A Higher Purpose