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Rest is not idleness |
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I can't rely on this |
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Rut between waking and walk |
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Just waiting in wingspan |
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Too waxen to see that |
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My form follows function |
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But I was followed to my home |
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By the bluebird that carries |
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The sky on it's back |
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Seeking spring in succession |
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Just to tell my winter bones: |
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"I see sage in your hands |
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And all your curves sigh like sand |
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But where there's driftwood there's land |
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Where you're driftwood I'm land." |
| [02:11.739] |
Rest is not idleness |
| [02:14.035] |
I can't rely on this |
| [02:16.812] |
Rut between waking and walk |
| [02:22.336] |
Rest is not idleness |
| [02:25.507] |
You can't rely on this |
| [02:28.530] |
Rut between waking and walk |
| [02:34.723] |
Rest is not idleness |
| [02:37.416] |
You can't rely on this |
| [02:40.061] |
Rut between waking and walk |
| [02:46.098] |
Rest is not idleness |
| [02:48.855] |
You can't rely on this |
| [02:51.708] |
Rut between waking and walk |
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Sleeping through the stillness |
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Of an autumn contour |
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All of it was made for play |
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Lackadaisical you seem caught in between |
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Two thrones draped in blankets |
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They're for comfort not for warmth |
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And these forts that you call idols |
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Are sitting idle in the past |
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Small talk is not my forte |
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But I'll speak about the weather for a change |
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Cause I feel spring and better days |