Experience The Rares ~ James Blunt True Flame

The Universe a must I send a message of believe in lend in the Tree of growth indeed,

a coffee or a cup of tea to balance in with sugars lead to cream the dished approach as read,

in the lines of life are hands upon those hands are signs of roads the take begets the learn.

To breathe in space of predisposed to seek and not destroy the votes as smoke to ashen wind,

the chime of Bells the toll to gates the opened sealed the breaks reveal that horns blast to real,

as spurs to legs that walk a day in returns that say receive today not die of ill in pits that slick.

The tar and feather of the oil and whether is just a hope the Universe tethered to more or less,

division upon the birth to earth has caused these needs to shape a keep that talks to sing,

in verse of tone the Mozart phone the ceiling of the Painters home a look to see alive,

should Time replace in all one has than I'm sorry for your journey had as eternity does key.

Thus the stream of finders be the value of the liberty to express the address not catch the prove it to me,

for should the ayes not see the guise that faces are the friends in Hi your new and trust the meet,

all though my enemy is trusting it's the hope that life can be a treasure in the hand of values,

to lead the being to further seeing that guidance has a please to ask I will not beat your breed.

Chose wisely as you speak for in the base of each a keep to the dungeons of the Neats,

the stare is not for disbelief but the in the realms of caring as life has seen in before,

the travels up on this in tuck will hold to every count in said for innocence is rare,

the days of thunder that leather wondered the rides of rogues that horses know to trust the rein again.

So long ago before begin in vacancy of spacial blends a dimension far, far away,

the home I know is there today in wait I know the door to stay as creed does have it's play,

the worth of fate to destined rates a pace the thoroughbreds love to race is not in the win,

for as the mortal calculates the lays in how to manipulate I state a riddle is through to date.

The Time of Age in Ever Ray a Way to See the Darkest Caves that Mankind is a produce,

the scrabbled minds of dominate is not the kind I approve of for that is just a twist in vine,

the dagger of the stab as the bleeding of the die will not be the advertised it's just a gift it came,

to hear the voice of human touch the heart beat that still fears to much will wait until the clears say luck.