The derision of the derided of the dedicated to the storm The fire and the ice and the love and the rights and people of the demise of the dear and the redeemable Medication and rumination sounds rather medical can you take through the bridge and preamble Without the rhyme and pressing matters of the youthful climb This is just a success ladder and a rare woman Lugging a leather bag, pursed lips ready for sudden panging hunger Like a feather fad endemic and indolent in nature, the droll ******* You telling me I'm alacrity and criminal in the numinous nimble loss for words, the fake feeling Bewwushteinshlage tell me I'm not rising with the tide, the dyer maker Hot dripping and filling and dryer head full of hairy dreams The seeds and searching for the demise of the promising song And the fresh feed of afraid and fearful peaceful people in this clouded age and premise obsessed by flippant speech Of hungry people acting so foolishly and speaking through their teeth for the representatives of the burning heart of education Good glaciers are this a revelation and puerile pride and repeat the same behavior if it's so lyrical Can I tell my sorrows, and the thorough and boughs rescinding of the glances Advancements come and go, the gut feeling is good to row The feeling of building and the bullish ****** find of joking kindred spirits Drilling pleasantries into ole' midterm me losing my feet and losing my need for finishing school From the rise of the morning, the time is frolicking and not easy Someone's running from the hopeful and the ****** and the futon for the shrink's naysay Daydream and rolling dear ad veritas in this vine of dwindling nations, just a glass domino Words falling like a little limerick and it hurts just distress others Taking sister act and the distance doesn't matter to someone obsequious and robed We are stunned by your logic and your jokes, but, you need to shut the **** up Finally, awaken the human up and stare at the cellar and have a drink Before the new fire sails through your life instead of the old flame you remember