A placement
Moves forth forever more
Where there's nothing
But incessant motion
The moment
Binds all too its mast
There is something
That cannot be proven
This journey
Made of luck and fear
That is nothing
Of its kind to come home to
Behold this
Strange extravagance
Here is something
That can't be denied you
A placement
Moves forth forever more
Where there's nothing
But incessant motion
The moment
Binds all too its mast
There is something
That cannot be proven
This journey
Made of luck and fear
That is nothing
Of its kind to come home to
Behold this
Strange extravagance
Here is something
That can't be denied you
Writer(s): Tom Jenkinson
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