Euphoreador
Euphoreador - Reserve At The Moment Of Expulsion songtekst
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I've stumbled to the wasteland On my way to a promise planned Coming with what may And then walls And then a trouble calls me What did it say Don't watch upon the hour Don't look for love to shower Down on you in abundance If left to happenstance You'll be mired searching lost parlance Don't wait upon the hour When our highest ideal's vine flower flit Then what we make of it We have to give to get And struggle up that bower Cadence in a kiss An inner crux on the way towards bliss If fear we don't pierce or name We'll be shirking off our guilt Trying to float in a quagmire of blame A man without a country Ghost of nowhere Obsessed he'll be To dawdle cross lines that border impropriety And let all care free Slip down to ground like glove Don't you denigrate Whatever perhaps we mate Cleft from something Left out come bring That of what we presume Betwixt a union little room Like a wave Over reef Through the sea To the sand We demand Look but don't touch me See that I do doubt you knew What fear zen alignment Of man and maiden Voyage heavily laden Of uneven pulls we don't like at all Onwards heathen crawling tall Only towards our goal we go on Till one of us is gone You can't defy how a long term love will grow You can't deny you know You can't deify when our ignorant tops blow You whom I love so