Half-fired and ready to pertain
Our stains inevitably remain
Backed up by every hour you gave
I guess that's the way
And paradise will wait
But I can hardly approach the place
Without the wisdom or will or grace
And I guess that's the way
What are we supposed to fear?
What are we supposed to encounter here?
What are we obliged to believe and endear?
Is there really a way?
IF I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T SUPPOSE.
ALL THE TALK AND THE SHOCK ARE SLOWLY DELETING CONCENTRATION.
I DON'T CARE IF I DON'T EQUATE.
ALL THE SHOCK AND THE STOCK ARE SLOWLY DELETING CONVERSATION.
But there never ceased to be
Plans, patience, and perpetuality
And I can't believe that I haven't seen
And I guess that's the way
When the silences appear
I hope I make it away from here
I hope I can cradle away the fear
I hope that's the way
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