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I digress to ease a compromise So we aren't caught up with what we cannot decide Without a given amount of time She confesses she pushes away As getting in tighter quarters these days Is not a mistake, it's just unscripted plays And all at once, we a

All that was of cost Became the dream and not The fostered ideas that made the plot Account for the fear That's hitting you near Stray you may but what's hidden will appear And these warnings Are clear as the spring They withhold what we're called on

If you could read my weathered mind Consoled and often told What it is we will find All in due or precious time These conditions I've come to know As the rails along the road Prove hopeless and cold And a bounty on the soul If you damn my water from