WINE AND GATES
Letting The Sun Shine Before Sense's Fail?
Happy with the patience
We found in a round eye
Taken with a hour of silence, reason ages...
With the tender approach of here, to thee
Weighing the difference, of altruism...
Simple light in the eaves, of done and duty
The salt of occur to overwhelm you, a searching dilemma?
Since we are fate so spare, why is a day found in heat's lucre?
A riddle some neglect, some forget instantly...
But some come for youth, a beauty in whole ways
The aspire we kindle, is the blessings of we
Are and then in looming our, the asking heed to decide we may...
There, before the story ever begins?
Sated irony, in the obscure way we seem and say, a hello?
Brace and gird, tidings that show us a realm to severer win's?
Sophistication in a callous way, the irony we begin to take from owe?
Than who is the understood, and who is the onus for what would...
Sin? and the ignorance of piety in a stared fashion, we few
With the clash of hope, in adage we see the future have silence in couth, could
Torn between same and the strength of simplicity to elucidate, is this love, or a need's rue?
Purpose in fates way, legends that gave memory a try
Giving a name for each, the paces and wry, we take to heart for a speed
To triumph and decency, a possession of kind, that has learned to cry
In the shadow of pride, to know a sincerity with the cause of cope, in heed...
We found in a round eye
Taken with a hour of silence, reason ages...
With the tender approach of here, to thee
Weighing the difference, of altruism...
Simple light in the eaves, of done and duty
The salt of occur to overwhelm you, a searching dilemma?
Since we are fate so spare, why is a day found in heat's lucre?
A riddle some neglect, some forget instantly...
But some come for youth, a beauty in whole ways
The aspire we kindle, is the blessings of we
Are and then in looming our, the asking heed to decide we may...
There, before the story ever begins?
Sated irony, in the obscure way we seem and say, a hello?
Brace and gird, tidings that show us a realm to severer win's?
Sophistication in a callous way, the irony we begin to take from owe?
Than who is the understood, and who is the onus for what would...
Sin? and the ignorance of piety in a stared fashion, we few
With the clash of hope, in adage we see the future have silence in couth, could
Torn between same and the strength of simplicity to elucidate, is this love, or a need's rue?
Purpose in fates way, legends that gave memory a try
Giving a name for each, the paces and wry, we take to heart for a speed
To triumph and decency, a possession of kind, that has learned to cry
In the shadow of pride, to know a sincerity with the cause of cope, in heed...
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Letting The Sun Shine Before Sense`s Fail?
Letting The Sun Shine Before Sense`s Fail?
