A mirror for a lesser human being A broken branch to lean your weight upon A muddy path like here Unclear Take the fall of man within Draw the longest hour in Saw birds Squirrels in the trees Flotsam Jetsam about the sea A timely order for a decent pill Ungodly hour for tidings to begin A labyrinth of fear Come here The music calls for undertones The music speaks to those alone Saw words hide between lines Made sense to the open minds A goodbye gone Too mannish to believe Sailor songs To wear them on the sleeve Breathe Breathe All the flaws of man are in Draw upon the well within Come clean.
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