Tuesday, December 9, 2014

James Blunt Released Compact Disc ~ Accrual Basis



Would it not be The Taste of the sweetest bitter of honey in the thick of syrups marrow stick,
blood of Flesh in bones & Skulls that stitch to Hitchcock on the Wells of Irony in raining bit,
directions of the Show to earth Dirt in dust Mudds are booters dancing Rubber puddles,
size inking voice at Oracle lights shouldering the Barren text on the Nose of written rise,
the sun of dawn to being of song Singing with the Ages leather talking grit girth of the Waist.

Upside done the downers Supped asking tribal Beat as stuck the red handprint fingered skeet,
rifle thorough is immediate recognition back,
the whipper Whistles on the engine of the Heels tacked.

Skates with blading Forked at scene the gutter of the grower means,
potted plants Route bound plaster on the lathe,
lacquer for the Shingle would Minds than energy Sleep ore,
the wakers for the Quaker Oats in Cilo on the animal bloats!!

Swell as decade of the cools Feet sandals documentary,
sheaf be`gained a saboteur found Wanted post asked sear of the rain,
core pitched live in body hi at Hello the welcomed Sacrum to joint below the elbow,
a twist of date in calculate brought to the Term released,
science in the study life spent more on enter death,
at muster of the thinking stun The Scientist forgot nothing of the Thought,
history took the labial bunch and threw the best to lot!!

Aztec born with Popes in storm a dali lama Yin,
yang behoove the tick of clock on 11th Nine be rocked,
crust of sketch Jello sought reason onward Fourth,
verse of lines began to done The Chiming of a char,
Coal was flute The Ember chute as Chimney raked the soot.

Inn home Mansions castle Knights the Templar bustin' at the Tights treasury sahib,
bowed in Arrow sherry Climbed the ivy of The Oak at vine graped the Center peace,
dale broke to ground the joke it all did make fence The Yard in inch a Mill^a^second in go chance,
message Text a riddle less for Times were trucking Tweet namely twitters stanced.

Letter Head of at Hash a tag of pipe Smoking Signals that said working it out (s,)
yet in the pyle of the land Gilligan spoke Yaught in strand And captain kangarooed,
this talk Tank went Watch it's Hell you're dead and life is read up side down it's bodily pines.

Laughter chortles finding fees Norse believed Nigh Worlds of tree to root this kind of see,
bridged from true the Warrior shoe buckled nature to characters loved making greater lands,
ink by ink Ki by stroke the doubt of this world felt the break into the Wilds of siren Creeds,
rocks tell of the grace above speaking frankly Blunt spree.



My name tuned gold but then it spun the thimble read to platinum done,
even rumpelstiltskin returned to towns the stories of the fates at mystery with date,
silkwood was mahagony just so happened it bended knee to trust that other side was deed for slide,
water added Home^A^side in sewers of this still alive at Born to message on a side of speaking being dead.


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