Folly

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Folly - The Wake lyrics

In hind sight for sore eyes on the prize fighter.
Pilot, gunner, navigator, the sky.
The mountains luke-warm, metaphorically speaking.
Speaking of metaphors...
The simile is a front-runner.
The simile lacks a blue-print.
With an enchanting proposal,
one foot led the other, congruent.
To think your only God would flaunt you.
To think your only God would fight you!
Raise a frail fist at the creator.
Scream, "I want to meet my maker!"Folly - The Wake - http://motolyrics.com/folly/the-wake-lyrics.html
Persistently the ground tends to make way for you.
Exchange all those hats for a hairline.
Define the cycles of exstence to think and act just as we do.
We're blasphemous separatists de-railing the trains of thought.
Reparations for misopportunities.
Pay some respect: the transitional currency.
Reimbursed. Sleeping soundly.
Should have soaked it all in,
absorbed the pouring rains past.
Let sheets blanket the suits so the dust can settle in sorrow.
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