Tailors of the 13th Revolution

These placid arms, your docile charms
Set in a bed of lacquer
The moment bends, like forest fronds
Ringing until hereafter

And every fall, defoliate
Softer calls from the deep state
You've made the plan. The tailors wait
Another revolution is a part of Fate

Tailors of the 13th revolution
Follow blindly in a lazy gait
Tailors of the 13th revolution

Nominate forever, argue on the floor
In silks and taffetas and nothing more
Their words resound in your boudoir
Their calling card is almost warm

Tailors of the 13th revolution
Tailors of the 13th revolution

I'd almost seen an honest man
I'd almost seen a moment then

Tailors of the 13th revolution



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Writer(s): Za's Stair
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