Ricky Tillo - Gone lyrics

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Ricky Tillo - Gone lyrics

Holding my arms folded molded in bronze Rodin this golden era with a song Long gone from it's formative norms sits the dawn in it's fawn Calling a warning that we mourn for the born Cause of alarm ain't because of these arms here Because of these arm chairs the comfort that I fear Could come for my son What's our competence done It compliments none our confidence won They blaming they like its coming from some Common denom confidant we the sum of the one Summit to come ain't a summer with sun Ain't a number of funds to escape this Faceless tasteless the invisible and weightless Wrath of ideas that are divisible by nature shape us Don't ask where the cape was Just ask where that cape canaveral can take us And they gone The future came in disproportions On a shaky circuit heard the verdict they've been deserted Braving the surface gazing from Hayden Waving from Earth is our daily service Worst is a coming Earth is succumbing numb to the purpose of our becoming great Subservient state awaits its Permian fate mayday hurry escape The bile projected the piles of wreckage Is a message to every child at seven miles a second Is how they left it, decrepit Exiled rejected x'd out reflected on the red Nile The dead smiles of skeptics kept it's vow to protect it's plutonium Newtonian perspective Showing theres no new home for men accept it The smog is brimming our star is dimming Showing nothing but the far faint shard of living And they gone The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight Say I have no right to fly my kite Say I have no right to shine my light So I bind those two to fly by night And I k** my days to do so We got our home pillaged by the k**ers on thrones Who fought villagers Drones who sought privilege on the littlest stone Prideful d**h left to sift through it's bones While we still in the smoke filled biosphere quilting this dome Filthy rich turned to filthy alone Only left to atone for the fire here Die or find a pioneer Hoping one is breathing Cus breathing is the only thing admired here And they gone The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight The dewey-eyed they got their mind on right The nihilists how they wanna dry my sight Say I have no right to fly my kite Say I have no right to shine my light So I bind those two and fly by night And I k** my days to do so

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