Oct 10th 2008 09:41 pm Folly
Of folly, by golly, I’m guilty as can be
I hope you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me
I just can’t stand by and abandon another try
To reach out anew
To taste the nectar of me and you
And work this thing through
‘Til there’s harmony and stillness
And the illness upon us lets loose it’s grip
And drip drops down into the ground
Sewing seeds of a sacred sound
Magnificent mirth all around
Innocence lost now being found
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