You're my peace of mind, my home, my center.ĭamn my eyes if they should compromise our fulcrumīoast about the day when the rivers overrun, If I thought tomorrow would take you away. Pull your head on out your hippy haze and give a listen. We won't give pause until the blood is flowingĬredulous at best, your desire to believe in angels in the hearts of men. Vicariously I, live while the whole world dies
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