Lyrics:
of a rose and a clock
The day I take advice from you's the day you find me with shears cutting off my
Please stop it, we ain't getting killed by the founder
It's a spinning measured destiny
It's a thread you can't escape
It's our vision it's our recipe
It's our little roll of fate
And the time is near for
to meditate)
This is fate (This is fate)
I could cry momma look what you created
Did it by yourself, nobody helped
Raised a king, look at the cards we were
it all along
And all I gave you was a blink
A hit and run
But I I I I
Take take take you
Back back back back
I'm changing up my fate for you
I'm
artificial flowers
Fashions from Annie's despair
With paper and shears, with some wire and wax
She made up each tulip and mum
As snowflakes drifted into her
Let it go like la da da da di da
I roll it up I watch it all pass me by
So over it I ain't got no-o tears to cry
I know you hate it
Why you gotta be
) Embrace my hate, erase my pain and face my fate so abysmal
You lace my vein by words so small, amazed by brain I hate in whole
Embrace my hate, erase my
alive
Brontosaurs fear of art is torn apart by making
Good mistakes and branching out he switch it up like baking
The more I tried to sleep it off
The path you tread is narrow
And the drop is shear and very high
The ravens all are watching
From a vantage point nearby
Apprehension
The path you tread is narrow
And the drop is shear and very high
The ravens all are watching
From a vantage point nearby
Apprehension creeping
britches
Nor shears to cut a cloth with nor thread to take stitches
There's nothing in the house but a leaf end of rye
And the harp with a with
Thoughts a day
In the pall
Iridescent
Fingers crawl
All saints day
When the garden shakes
With your frailty
They made shears for me
All the snakes
When you
friends told me I was great
And now I'm a man
A woman took me by the hand
And you know what she told me I was great
I was the greatest show on earth
For
britches
Nor shears to cut a cloth with nor thread to take stitches
There's nothing in the house but a leaf end of rye
And the harp with a with
the dungeon for these many months
Amongst the Dungeon Dragon as we pass around dem blunts
Had to cut it out like shears, but for years I used to burn 'em
A one two three four one
Yeah
O.k.
They found little Annie all covered with ice
Still clutchin' her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms she
going,
All my friends told me I was great.
And now I'm a man,
A woman took me by the hand,
And you know what she told me...i was great.
I was in
going,
All my friends told me I was great.
And now I'm a man,
A woman took me by the hand,
And you know what she told me, I was great.
I was in
southwest as the wind
Fills their sails
On a journey across the North Sea
For adventure and conquest
And the sirens sing from every shear
As the Northern
this fate
To be a slave destined to labor bound to these chains
I do not accept this fate
To follow blueprints written by the elders, that dispensed foul
as calloused as shear croppers hands
Chorus
I tried to share I just couldn't break the chains that keep it locked away
it's a ghost in the dark
a shadow in
Log on in and face your fate
Starve to death and waste away
Calm your craving day by day
Freedom what you gave away
Log on in and face your fate
Clotho, Lachesi , Atropos
remember my name
My plead to the weaving Moirai
Clotho the spinner
Lachesis the measurer
Atropos the holder of shears
she passes you by
You believe that she's alright
Your eyes aren't
Seeing clear
When she can sign
She takes possession
You don't know
Her combat mission
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