Aimless in wander brain chases feet
a path this never was before
Break all the borders slave of the street
tonight you sail the boat ashore
Fortune is written ye who believe
may find it in a light dessert
Bakers of cookies aim to deceive
tonight you stick your head in dirt
****** in practice gutteral mind
to take the queen of clubs to bed
Or else just wander what can you find
in the recesses of road head
Cruise ship grounded the ticket lied
never got to Georgia strait
In missed encounters potential trips
some company with to vacate
Break all the borders slave of the street
or sit alone and count the days
Aimless in wander brain chases feet
silence kills in many ways
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 4:43 AM UTC
Aimless in wander brain chases feet
a path this never was before
Break all the borders slave of the street
tonight you sail the boat ashore
Fortune is written ye who believe
may find it in a light dessert
Bakers of cookies aim to deceive
tonight you stick your head in dirt
****** in practice gutteral mind
to take the queen of clubs to bed
Or else just wander what can you find
in the recesses of road head
Cruise ship grounded the ticket lied
never got to Georgia strait
In missed encounters potential trips
some company with to vacate
Break all the borders slave of the street
or sit alone and count the days
Aimless in wander brain chases feet
silence kills in many ways
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