So now it’s sown- this field of view
what you’d engender is what’s to do
You know this fruit- its bitter taste
Take it for granted as a keepsake

All this way in august July,
and then to find no grandiose splendor
Oh but the world is long, with snakes and delusions
Form of forms, and figments of figment

In from the glare, out from the ground,
the day is singing when it comes around
If you’d rely, if you’d depend,
a vict’ry that’s shattered is round the bend

Signposts spin, and instruments lie
Voices call out, think better, and retract
Hold what is luminous, and leave what is shiny
Oh the way hangs on a new vine

Lyrics submitted by Joshjoss

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