The Alabanda Breviary

To the end of the night
 In hopes to find that warming glow
 I kept heading for the lights
 And anything they would show
 Gun and bullet, pen and ink
 I guess I wanted to know
 Just how much of a stink
 On can kick up at one throw
 And I saw them...
 All the roads we dream and never go
 All the wounds we bear and never show
 Grief has come to me now
 And I smile all the while
 Now that I ran out on you
 I ran out on words
 And of time
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 Do not scorn me with a love so bitter
 Do not weep when I fall
 Did you fine men ever consider
 That a dream was the cause of it all?
 Gun and bullet, pen and ink
 I guess I wanted to know
 Just how much of a stink
 On can kick up at one throw
 And I saw them...
 All the roads we dream and never go
 All the wounds we bear and never show
 Grief has come to me now
 And I smile all the while
 Now that I ran out on you
 I ran out on words
 And of time
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 All the roads we dream and never go
 All the wounds we bear and never show
 Grief has come to me now
 And I smile all the while
 Now that I ran out on you
 I ran out on words
 And of time