A cold and wet November dawn
and there are no barking sparrows
and ended up the kind of kid who goes down chutes too narrow
I fell into a winter slide just emptiness to dwell upon.
just eking out my measly pies. But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
know there is this side of me that
fly the whole mess into the sea.
wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just I sink and then I swim all night.
Another slow train to the coast
some brand new gory art from way on high
I watch the ice melt on the glass while the eloquent young pilgrims pass
and leave behind their trail
imploring us all not to fail. Of course I was raised to gather courage from those
if you're able I'd suggest it 'cause this
lofty tales so tried and true and
modern thought can get the best of you.
fate isn't what we're up against there's no design no flaws to find This rather simple epitaph can save your hide your falling mind there's no design no flaws to find.
But I learned fast how to keep my head up 'cause I
wants to grab the yoke from the pilot and just
know I got this side of me that
fly the whole mess into the sea.
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