Christopher Wilson: listen
Pardon
(Christopher Wilson)
Pardon
(C. Wilson)
pumping up for the playground
it all seems true
illusionary
missionary
which one are you
was it so that I concluded
secluded
so it was that I've never really known
the meaning or the making of this forever
this time out could have never really grown
pumping up for the playground
that world is new
one for the tolls and the times too many
and this tears at you
was it so that I excluded
and viewed it
so it was just a piece in a pile
try define whole
for some balance
the ever constant losing control
my heart is hardened
there is no pardon scarring that soul
and those things we'd like to be
they are the things we cannot seem
but I still would like to sow
evermore in a garden
but you won't give that pardon
needed in that soul
and those things we'd like to be
they are the things we cannot seem
but I still would like to sow
evermore in a garden
but you won't give that pardon
seeded in that soul
evermore in a garden
but you won't give that pardon
feel it in that soul
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