A prisoner right today
He'd finally find a way
Left him two as bold as the mirrors he would save
In her trail a life less a word
And in his eyes he'd sail a brail
As good as hate
Never in the same way twice
Leading hell he'd paid their price
17 years a soul in married rows
Bleary dads did hues while the buckles flew up stairs
Far and wide she's swim
But to he and hymns
It's the grave that eyes seek
Love, Tara
Love Our history
I promised him the lies
Picked his hips goodbye
In the white lines of poverty
Mother wouldn't surely breathe
His whales her love will bring
Hiding deserted fields by early leaves
And in my hands I've held no keys
Left them there for all to see
He's not that deserted brand
He'll hold his head high and find
His only inklings left in a trail of blues and reds never again the whites I save one ***** ******* forward that grave
Holstered by the teary rides
They'll never stop the stories hide
Neigh is pirates broken deeds
Swords upon his fallacy
Sights on seen
Liberty's down but stencils standing up
That's your second city miracle anderson
