The Mill
Oh, I have found hope in love.Like the days that hissed away with each new sun.Oh, they are your desires, not mine.As I walked through your eyes to see the sun.Oh, I’ll try,To fight through your lies.As the ox tilled the land once more.But I took the blame.Oh tentativity is the key,All our hopes, our lies, our fires that we could not keep.And sow sensitivity in your bones,The most shrewd of them all, I thought you should know.And Oh I’ll try,To fight through your lies,As the ox tilled the land once more.As I stood upon that box I built.I stood and watched as time ran to the Mill.If all my thoughts and feelings could subside,Long had been the days I watched the world go blind.
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