The Bend and Slide
The elder brother is speaking now...
We are born from each others crib
I speak not from a lack of faith
But from a farther, fallen freedom
Where once we were
And remain even now...
Say you own a stag
Say you've got reason to lag
Now bend that reason
And slide off the world
Stay here with me
Make my love your love
With all hearts
Retreating and Retrieving.
Let love-go. Love-go. Love-go.
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