Wise words, ain't always kind words
Sometimes those invitations make you wanna duck and hide
Yer best friend, sure wants yer hurt to end
But she or he will save yer skin, over yer pride
You looked me straight in the eye
Ignorin' the pleas from my forehead
So stern and weak from the brow
You got to the heart of it anyhow
And that's the reason we're still clingin to the wreckage now
Sweet smiles, don't always last the miles
Just like a postcard's for fridges but a letter is there for keeps
Pretty scenes, aren't always what they seem
It's a dirty ol' fistful that'll pull
You outta the deep you looked me straight in the face
Unrecognizable as Darwin's finches
So stern and weak from the brow
You got to the heart of it anyhow
And that's the reason we're still clingin to the wreckage now
Still waters can run inert
Coagulate from the nothin' they've learnt
Hard request to take
Harder requirement to make


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