WINE AND GATES
Catching A Soul, In Sun Light's Imagination...
Penny, sided with an argument
Still rancor, after all these years
Spent in a hurry, and bespoken relent
Will a shadow of comment, take the time with our burdens and fears?
First, future, freedom
Painstakingly known for a newer day
With lovers to call, a conscience to come home
Born from tomorrows that did have the moment, to say
A hill for a silent pardon
The truth to us, a welcome force of parts buyer and lot
To sit well, with a raging hope, come from the east to long
Was the needs of courtesy, in the means of sincerity to become, sought?
Simple words for a step away from the decency
Of others to share an insight, that has a stone due
West, with a smile we never confirm, without a dependency in history
The shoulder of promises home, to sit and notice the last of many who...
Sulking words uttered with vice, and the dominion of courage's wrath
Toward the each, and the breeds of finery of the west
Same has voiced the day, you were sincere enough to expect, add
To be a calling, with form and dignity, even the sight of dread blessed...
Pass the coin, today is a realer hunger to serve
Truth to tame a lion's willful heard, said simply in a finding home
Care, careful or charisma, the tone of our voice is scented with nerves
Made for calls to fame and decision's in loyalty, to sake such a stone
Still rancor, after all these years
Spent in a hurry, and bespoken relent
Will a shadow of comment, take the time with our burdens and fears?
First, future, freedom
Painstakingly known for a newer day
With lovers to call, a conscience to come home
Born from tomorrows that did have the moment, to say
A hill for a silent pardon
The truth to us, a welcome force of parts buyer and lot
To sit well, with a raging hope, come from the east to long
Was the needs of courtesy, in the means of sincerity to become, sought?
Simple words for a step away from the decency
Of others to share an insight, that has a stone due
West, with a smile we never confirm, without a dependency in history
The shoulder of promises home, to sit and notice the last of many who...
Sulking words uttered with vice, and the dominion of courage's wrath
Toward the each, and the breeds of finery of the west
Same has voiced the day, you were sincere enough to expect, add
To be a calling, with form and dignity, even the sight of dread blessed...
Pass the coin, today is a realer hunger to serve
Truth to tame a lion's willful heard, said simply in a finding home
Care, careful or charisma, the tone of our voice is scented with nerves
Made for calls to fame and decision's in loyalty, to sake such a stone
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Catching A Soul, In Sun Light`s Imagination...
Catching A Soul, In Sun Light`s Imagination...
