Reflection
And the winds and the floods and the fires
All mean something
When I lost you again
It seemed like things went pale and arrested me
And the air that ebbs through my lungs
Made me accept it
You have a view of everywhere
Smoke in my pipe and a plum in my hands
Nothing stops me
Battered leaves carve the ground
As my feet stick like glue to the slippery wire
With the guards on my knees
I'm just falling into an adventure
You have a view of everywhere
Just want to see my reflection in somebody else
No rhyme or reason
Just put me on trial
Face the push and the pull
That comes deep from beneath
It's conceiving
A lesson you will learn
And with all procreation comes a warning sign
Such a dame they all call me
But they're just saying I'm empty-handed
You have a view of everywhere
Just want to see my reflection in somebody else
No rhyme or reason
Just put me on trial
This is a curious bunch
Resin-dipped fingers and plenty of cogs
Strapping young men don't even have to pretend
They made bail with their charm
Watching the manor
Bracing the changes
Intractable purple scars
Pick your poison
Bring a clean slate
You have a view of everywhere
Just want to see my reflection in somebody else
No rhyme or reason
Just put me on trial
All mean something
When I lost you again
It seemed like things went pale and arrested me
And the air that ebbs through my lungs
Made me accept it
You have a view of everywhere
Smoke in my pipe and a plum in my hands
Nothing stops me
Battered leaves carve the ground
As my feet stick like glue to the slippery wire
With the guards on my knees
I'm just falling into an adventure
You have a view of everywhere
Just want to see my reflection in somebody else
No rhyme or reason
Just put me on trial
Face the push and the pull
That comes deep from beneath
It's conceiving
A lesson you will learn
And with all procreation comes a warning sign
Such a dame they all call me
But they're just saying I'm empty-handed
You have a view of everywhere
Just want to see my reflection in somebody else
No rhyme or reason
Just put me on trial
This is a curious bunch
Resin-dipped fingers and plenty of cogs
Strapping young men don't even have to pretend
They made bail with their charm
Watching the manor
Bracing the changes
Intractable purple scars
Pick your poison
Bring a clean slate
You have a view of everywhere
Just want to see my reflection in somebody else
No rhyme or reason
Just put me on trial
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