From the hand of a government man
Came these papers
Came these
captain, there are doubtsregardingyour abilityto lead themthe menlead themthere
A forged silhouette on concrete
And there lands the template
A man
I'm the paint on the road
The weight of your load
With
Enough today
Too long silent
Please send a feeling
Think me a thought
Gone
I been thinkin about the time before
Every time you leave,
And
How to say it
When it don't come
I'm not tryin' to
Locked in to a dream
Step by step
Crawling but static
Unchanged, unchanged
Lock
A political contribution
Like the weeds in a garden
Eyesore for the
methe nightmy compadre Raymondwe were jumping fencesjumping for freedomRay says,
Silence to regain composure or rather music to soothe
Maybe a
This is my key
And I have seen
This is my cup
An
The future holds a mystery
We talk but don't know
We hope
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