We've been living a life of voyage
A couple of Orphans You and I
Finding what's out there
Finding nothing but mold
May the garden know foliage
May the flowers have strength
Once so delicately placed
Now paving the way
Life a glass kept Sound
It can not be contained
Only what we can conceal
Only what we have in our gate
Turtle Doves
In Autumn Spring
Reign of firing rings
So much to say and so much to Blame
My voice is mine
and all the cage
Once was a prison
Is now my Chariot Await
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